Ass’s

The voting is in and I’m Jack, Julia is Wise, and Livy is Lazy; all other positions remain open with an additional write-in spot going to the candidate for “Kiss Ass” about which if you qualify, you can be my next child and if you make good coffee, I’d bump you up to head ass in charge which also happens to be over me so I’m really rooting for you. Message me.

We actually saw this sticker on a car while driving around Salt Lake City—which is how we knew the sticker existed—and because of Julia worrying I might crash the car I was driving, I had to google a replica since I didn’t get a pic of the actual sticker in time. She’s so Lame. (Oh. I guess we’ve got Lame Ass covered too)