A Little Bit Sore
There is a long story involving a twenty-four foot truck packed floor to ceiling with furniture and boxes. I might share it with you after I eat something.
There is a long story involving a twenty-four foot truck packed floor to ceiling with furniture and boxes. I might share it with you after I eat something.
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Egads.
I vote baby. Anyone else? Baby? Puppies would be okay too, I guess.
-Thomas
Dude… if you make babies, you’ve got to eat them.
No one is making any babies with my baby batter.
I meant eat a baby.
-Thomas
Right, and Paul meant “eat the babies that you make.” I’m not making any babies, so I’ll have to acquire a baby from somewhere else to eat.
Or something.
Look, I forgot to have any coffee this morning.