The Lotto Rep is here. She looks like Dog The Bounty Hunter's wife crossed between Sonic the Hedgehog. She is soooo sweet. Too sweet actually. Im sure if i were to slit her throat (which i dream about every time i see her) chocolate syrup and sprinkles would pour forth.
Her Lotto propaganda sickens me. She has all kinds of stats about how much dough we have raised for pre-K education, blah blah. She could be talking about how many little boys she blew last week, it doesnt matter. I quit listening long ago. Lady...it's gambling...it sells itself.
One day during her rambling i decided to interupt her with some stats of my own, "Do you know the poorest county in georgia is the one that spends the most on lottery?"
She was not impressed with my Googling abilities.
Anyway...I hope theres never a cure for Lotto Fever. I'll be out of a damn job.
