Though, I do pity whoever has to eat a cardboard-flavored cookie while reading a slip of paper that says something along the lines of "today is a good day for geese" -- or some other nonsense.
I hate to differ with you, but I can't imagine anything that would make eating a cardboard-flavored cookie more worthwhile than the thought that perhaps somehow, somewhere a goose may benefit from it.
I’ve learned, taught, forgot, started and quit, won and lost, hated and loved. I mind my p’s and q’s, even though the ladies’ room doesn’t ever seem to mind me nearly peeing its queue…. Snapchat. SnapBack. Aflac. Big Mac. Track your package with OnTrac. TicTac. Snack pack. Cyberattack. Don’t forget to take your stimpak. My government officials have wishlists that Veruca Salt herself couldn’t rival. It’s no wonder everyone’s fighting for basic survival. And I remember when those around me wanted to give me peace of mind, instead of giving me a piece of their mind… Chris Pratt. Doormat. Non-fat. Whiplash. Call the number on your screen now for free cash. Grab ass. Kit-Kat. Lab rat. Smokestack. There are some things we’ll never be able to get back.
One often follows the other.
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DeleteI think some of your writing would be at home on a better class of fortune cookie fortunes.
It doesn't pay much but the karmic benefits can't be beat. You in?
I'll handle the popsicle in stick jokes.
Sounds like a plan.
DeleteThough, I do pity whoever has to eat a cardboard-flavored cookie while reading a slip of paper that says something along the lines of "today is a good day for geese" -- or some other nonsense.
I hate to differ with you, but I can't imagine anything that would make eating a cardboard-flavored cookie more worthwhile than the thought that perhaps somehow, somewhere a goose may benefit from it.
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