There It Is, Indeed
Whoa! I'm late again. Man, I really got to start taking it easy with all the whippets. Not nitrous oxide, the little birds. I'm up all night feeding them and painting small faces on their feathers. Yeah, I know. You're not supposed to feed them after midnight, but I'm not Jewish, so it's cool. I mean, I used to be Jewish, this one time when I got drunk and painted a yarmulke on my bald head with spray paint and glitter. Then, I got sober, and became an evangelical Christian until the handover wore off. Then, I had lunch at Arby's.
See you kids on Thursday!
Enjoy!
