Just did the cinnamon challenge.
This must be what an Atomic Fireball feels like.
This must be what an Atomic Fireball feels like.
Why do cats get nine lives, when people only get seven?
For the next week, I’m going to challenge Bagel Bites’ hypothesis that I can eat pizza anytime, so long as I adorn a bagel with it.
The logistics of putting an entire pizza on a bagel is daunting…
And I STILL don’t know how to kill a mockingbird.
Worst instruction manual ever.
And I cried.
As I have expressed before, I have adopted making tiny boats and putting them inside bottles as my new hobby. I have also stated that I have not progressed past emptying the bottle for the ship because I’m too drunk to build tiny ships by the time the bottle is empty.
But the strong adapt, as Chuck Darwin said to me once while we were bowling (he also said, “Don’t feed the finches ice cream because the monkeys get jealous,” because he was clearly insane, but that is neither here nor there). So, to adapt, I have adopted a new hobby: drunken tiny ship building.
It’s really easy! Here’s how you can do it, after the “read more.”
I haven’t gotten past emptying the bottles in preparation.
And at the point, I’m way too drunk to build a tiny ship.
I’m going to open a store like that, but with murder supplies.
These fights last way too long for two people wearing giant razor blades on their feet.