Mr. Cellophane

In a location adjacent to a place in a city of some significance, what comes out of my head is plastered on the walls of this blog.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Open in case of emergency.

If you've had a lousy day that has you feeling lower than a snake's testicles or like the floor around a blind man's urinal, this is the ultimate pick-me-up.

But be advised: it is best not to be in too good a mood when you read this or you might die laughing.

I nearly did.

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