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, May 28, 2015
Lunchroom Larfs- May 28, 2015
Since the death of printed media Superman had been struggling. His alter ego Clark Kent couldn't get a job to save his life. Not like that little bastard Spiderman who was a "photojournalist" and would always be in demand as a result of how quickly the public ate up online photo heavy media.
Superman needed a paycheck, after all the Fortress of Solitude wasn't going to pay it's own electricity bill. Thus, Superman resorted to babysitting gigs, but often didn't get repeat work as a result of situations like this one.
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