I am supposed to be working this weekend. I do not love working this weekend. This state of affairs prompts me to think up names of new careers that might be fun: Seahorse Rancher and Courtesy Cop are the frontrunners.
And, am I getting oodles of work accomplished? Well, no. I have been taking photographs.
DO YOU HAVE A DISGRACEFULLY GRUBBY MOTHER AND FATHER?
READ AND OBEY (i recommend the pie)
"I DON'T KNOW, I DON'T KNOW, I DON'T KNOW. WHY DO YOU KEEP ASKING ME?"