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, January 9, 2014
Lunchroom Larfs- January 9, 2014
The only reason the porcupine is invited to the party is to act as an hors d'oeuvre tray. The only reason any of the other animals come to the party is because of the excellent food Crab serves. The food is the only thing that makes the crab's rambling endless stories of visiting Egypt bearable. I mean for Christ sake, it was six years ago now. I guess since the divorce and losing the kids he has so little to talk about.
My daughter put this much more plainly. The porcupine is the armadillo's servant and goes with him everywhere.
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