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 28, 2014
Lunchroom Larfs- November 28, 2014
After having been together their whole lives the two halves of bagel split up to evade their chaser. In the chaos they never found one another again. One half met and married a lovely baguette, while the other met an emotionally needy and fragile crepe. They became so co-dependent they never left the safety of the breadbox without one another. They sickened their friends to the point that they never had visitors anymore and died in each other arms after mold completely ravaged their bodies. Mold of course being cancer to food.
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