I̶'̶m̶ ̶a̶ ̶r̶e̶c̶e̶n̶t̶ I was a stay-at-home dad. Sarcasm is my crutch and cynicism my wheelchair. Lunchroom Larfs are cute/silly notes I put in my daughter's lunch everyday. Each night I write a disturbing caption to make them palatable to cynical adults such as myself.
Friday, November 21, 2014
Lunchroom Larfs- November 21, 2014
The rat made a fortune off the mole's disability. With this success he opened an animal optician office, that specialized in contact lens for flies and other insects with compound eyes. At $30 for 30 lens and a fly having 4,000 lens per eye he would bring in at least $8,000 per customer visit.
The rat wanted for nothing he owned sports cars, multiple houses, swimming pools, sports teams (Ottawa Rats Hockey Team) and much much more. That was until the day a female rat showed up with her 313 offspring that she could prove was his after a wild one year fling in a Havana Smoke Shop dumpster.
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