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, April 24, 2015
Lunchroom Larfs- April 24, 2015
The little brick felt out of place once he fell from the wall, but his discomfort was short lived. Soon he found himself at home in the warm lobby of an abortion clinic whose window he had been hurled through. Shortly thereafter he found himself incarcerated in the evidence room of the police station. Sadly he became the main bitch to a group of spray paint cans used by Banksy.
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