No, You're Fired.

Since I'm bound and determined to stay home again tonight (thereby winning the bet with the Airborne Express guy and getting nothing other than the satisfaction of saying, "I did it, sucker!"), I'm gonna watch the final episode of The Apprentice. My prediction is that Kwame will get fired and run crying into the arms of his best friend Troy. Then Omarosa will come back and get fired again. And finally, Bill will sail off into the sunset with Donald Trump on one of his private yachts where they will live happily ever after...until The Donald gets sick of him (which I predict will be exactly three days and five hours after the yacht leaves the dock) and fires his sorry ass too. Gotta love "reality" tv.