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.
Thursday, February 19, 2015
Lunchroom Larfs- February 19, 2015
The worst part was that all meats and dairy products would expire by the time you got to the head of the line. Then the sloth would have to call the turtle to exchange it for you.