Things That Make You Say Hmm…
Still not sure how I feel about knowing what my governor’s penis looks like. I’ll get back to you dear readers three when I figure it out.
Then again, I may have to wait until I recover from that moment of cross-eyed perplexity earlier this morning where I realized that I forgot to zip up my pants, button half my shirt, and couldn’t figure out if I’d used deodorant before leaving the house.
Maybe I should sleep more.
Maybe I’ll dream of cabbage roses and long-buried kings…