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.
Tuesday, October 27, 2015
Lunchroom Larfs- October 27, 2015
Worse than the high water bill due to this performance was the cost of royalties to the estate of Arthur Freed for singing the lyrics. Oh, and the structural water damage to ceiling downstairs.