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, June 18, 2015
Lunchroom Larfs- June 18, 2015
Later a hobo broke up the "H" and the "N" to start a fire to warm his weary cold bones. The exclamation point came in handy to bludgeon a rival hobo who tried to steal his bindle stick. That evening the hobo curled up under the word balloon and fell asleep warmer and cosier than he has in years.
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