"All is not butter that comes from a cow."

Thursday night, Laura came to Cola to visit me :).  Because the night-life in L-town is so exciting, we went to Rush's for supper, shopped for my uncle's birthday present at Kohl's (with my mother), watched some tv, and went to bed.  Woohoo!  However, the real fun came when we met Screepy (aka Anna) at Chik-fil-A.  Apparently, it was Cow Appreciation Day on Friday.  This means that all the crazies and the soccer moms with too much time on their hands dress themselves and all four kids as cows and descend en masse on the local Chik-fil-A.  As if that weren't frightening enough, the Chik-fil-A cow also shows up to take pictures with said kids and soccer moms. 

Too bad Laura hates people dressed up as things that they aren't.

And the guy in the cow suit may or may not have realized this.

So, at one point during our meal, the cow had been hanging out with some kids near our table, taking pictures and giving out hoofed hugs.  Suddenly, we looked up, and the cow was looming over us, just waiting for us to notice him.  Laura flipped out and screamed, "Oh my f**king God!  Get the f**k away from me!"  In the middle of Chik-fil-A on Cow Appreciation Day.


Finally, I'll leave you with a funny quote from Horrible Bosses, which Laura and I saw on Friday: "The key to success is taking s**t.  You don't win a marathon without putting a couple of band-aids on your nipples."