Showing posts with label what won't they think of next. Show all posts
Showing posts with label what won't they think of next. Show all posts

Friday, August 5, 2011

Had I truly gone as berserk as the situation warranted last night,





I would be in some lockdown - on ice, as it were - for some time to come, all because of a measly eight dollar spool of weedeater line (yes, I'm still grousing).

Awesome that it didn't happen, because I would have not known that there was such a thing as a retractable Sharpie, that works like a ballpoint pen.

There but for the grace of God, etc.