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, April 2, 2015
Lunchroom Larfs- April 2, 2015
Don't feel too badly for the plucky, determined and optimistic tomato. Later in the day a person carrying groceries home dropped a bag spilling both vinegar and sugar on the squashed fruit. Then just a few minutes late another person dropped a couple of french fries. Then just an hour later a toddler walked by and ate them. This made that toddler's day. Why a toddler was walking unsupervised is a whole other question. But we aren't focusing on a potential amber alert here, we are talking about an anthropomorphic tomato.
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