Well, here I am. I am exhausted. I'm overjoyed. I'm really, really tired. I'm constantly hungry. I'm constantly thirsty. I am not, however, a spud. And neither are any of these. Not a potato. This is the only thing going on in the head of one of our incredibly nice...
Fuck these clock changes.
Recently your editorial staff got into a heated debate about oatmeal cookies. Many of the staff are members of the Chocolate Chip Brigade. Psht. I mean...really. Can you imagine? We're talking about the kind of people who pick up an oatmeal raisin cookie at a potluck...
Inserting an excerpt here would make SP happy.
Wonder Dog wanted pizza and nobody brought her pizza.
I’m surrounded by sheeple, and apparently, sheeple don’t tip.