My Dog Ate My Homework and Then Did Ayahuasca
And, so, I looked over my notes from your lesson and I figured it out. Boom. Just like that. Did it. Done. I proofread it, named it, kissed it, and then my dog ate it.
And, so, I looked over my notes from your lesson and I figured it out. Boom. Just like that. Did it. Done. I proofread it, named it, kissed it, and then my dog ate it.
I want you to unzip that undersized bag of dried sweet potato jerky and peel it apart... Use your teeth baby, too stale?
Then, as if predestined by God himself, I walked into the bathroom at 3:45 PM and there you were: my new best friend.
The kitchen’s behind that door. Craig, our cold dishes chef, will sulk if you don’t order any salads.
Now, this is where it continues to not get interesting, so stay with me.
My kids? They’re doing all right. My boy’s a pediatric surgeon. My daughter does something with Alzheimer’s, I'm not sure.
Despite the comments his neighbor Kevin left on Thomas’ Facebook posts, Thomas will be remembered by so many as a wonderful artist.
Hello and velcome to Chili's. I'm so sorry for the vait, ve've been slammed tonight. My eternal thanks for your patience.
This idea is foolproof as long as a group of sleuthing teenagers and their crime-solving dog don’t get in my way.
Why is nobody celebrating this big win? It’s life! Even if that life is a disease, it is still life.
It is no secret that our relationship is entirely transactional, but still, our story was romantic. I convinced myself that this was love.
I used to be the most talked-about piece of art in this museum. Now I'm not smiling anymore.