I'm feeling punchy tonight. Maybe that's why I'm telling knock knock jokes on Twitter.
One day my genius will be appreciated. Probably long after I'm gone.
I had a somewhat psychotic, dialogue-heavy post written equating visiting the gas station to visiting an Old West outpost. But I deleted it.
But seriously people? There's no need to punch each other just because you're pissed off about waiting in line thirty minutes to get your tank filled. We're all pissed off about it. We're just better at dealing with it.
I'm still taking my gun next time, though.
Song of the day: Jodi by Mink