My Fellow Inmates,
Yesterday I came back and said I would be writing a daily blog again
I mean, what else is there the fuck to do right now?
In fact I kind of fibbed to you to be honest. This isn't just the return of the blog, Its actually a gradual launch to so much more. I will share as I get my shit in order but for now lets just see if I can keep up with my own blog for once.
I come to you today from bed.
Bottom line on this is I'm an idiot and decided to use a way too old jar of ranch to dip my chicken strips in last night.
Ah, food poisoning.
Better than Corona I guarantee....
I'll be back tomorrow =)
Grim Reaper:
"Be quiet! You Englishmen! You're all so fucking pompous. None of you have got any balls!"
American wife:
'Can I just ask you a question?'
Grim Reaper:
"What?"
American wife:
"How can we all have died at the same time?"
[The Grim Reaper points at the salmon mousse.]
Grim Reaper:
"The salmon mousse."
[Everyone except the Grim Reaper is shocked by this revelation.]
English husband:
"Darling, you didn't use canned salmon."
English wife:
"I'm most dreadfully embarrassed."
With That, Visiting Time Is Over. What Ever You Do Don't Scream Too Loud As Others Are Trying To Sleep.
~Rubberasylum