I ate a sandwich today. It was peanut butter and jelly. It was okay, not great. I think it might have had too much jelly. The point is I wish I had some leftover lasagna from the previous night’s dinner, but alas that was not meant to be.
I think I might even have to eat another peanut butter and jelly sandwich tomorrow and I just went grocery shopping!! Why the heck didn’t I pick up something good for my midday meal?
This may seem like a boring post, mainly because it is. But something even less interesting happened today so it felt appropriate:
A sandwich filed for divorce from a block of wood
I’m glad you wrote about this, so I wouldn’t have to. I’ve already calculated that her marriage cost $138,888.00 per day (10 mil for the wedding, divided by 72 days). Thanks for keeping me from destroying my brain cells by thinking any further about this.
I wouldn’t know a Kardashian from a cocker spaniel, but even I saw this marriage ending.
I hope you won’t take this the wrong way. But I feel a tad let down after reading this post as I have not learned a single detail about: 1.) Why Kim Wants A Divorce, 2.) What Athlete And/Or Rock Singer She Is Now Sleeping With, 3.) What Matt Lauer Thinks About This, or 4.) What Brand of Jelly You Use On Your PB&J Sandwiches.
Now I’m instead left feeling unsettled and unsure about the state of the universe.
I actually feel bad for both of them. They both appeared to genuinely want to be married and have a family of their own, they just couldn’t recognize that they shouldn’t be doing it together. My empathetic feelings toward these two are kind of freaking me out…
I too am hurt that you are picking on both the sandwich and the block of wood. Does the sandwich cover the wood, or do the scissors gouge out both their eyes? I forget.
Les
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oh my gosh, you are hilarious!
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