Somewhere in the United States, on a campus quad, there is a guy, sitting at a folding table, with a sign that says, “Stressed about finals? Take a hit!”
The poster has a large cannabis leaf on it, and hypothetically, the pipe that he’s lighting probably doesn’t have cherry almond in it.
All hypothetically, of course.
Also hypothetical were the three or so people that took a hit from the pipe.
Why a man would shoot an Xbox is beyond me. I could understand putting one out of its misery that isn’t working anymore, but a fully functioning Xbox?
Come on.
So, I’m at subway, ordering my sandwich, when they ask me what I want on it.
Subway Lady: So, what do you want on your sandwich, Ma’am?
Me: . . .
Subway Lady: I mean, Sir.
Me: . . .
Subway Lady: . . . Ma’am?
You know, I’m having a really strange day work wise, but at least my androgyny’s coming along pretty well.