I haven’t written anything since the year changed, but I’m kind of lazy and tired right now. So here is a picture of a seagull with a penis that I snapchatted to someone a few days ago. Happy New Year.
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Its guise is also its disguise
“Janie, how do you face life with such ebullient enthusiasm?” an imaginary person that I created for this scenario once asked me.
“Well, imaginary friend, I think the most important thing about life is approaching the day to day mundanities with jolliness and good cheer so you can see the sanctity that exists in every single moment,” I responded beatifically.
But I guess I could have just cut to the real meat of that sentence by showing the imaginary friend my beverage that I bring throughout the streets of Philadelphia:
this is an option on their secret menu
Dunkin Donuts cups always hide the secret terror within
Filed under Booze
You life is not so great 