Elementary, My Dear
I dreamed that I was married to Sherlock Holmes. It was pretty cool, despite the age difference.
Shortly after I woke up, I drove past the local Planned Parenthood clinic, made eye contact with the sole protester, and gave her the finger. It felt good.
Shortly after I woke up, I drove past the local Planned Parenthood clinic, made eye contact with the sole protester, and gave her the finger. It felt good.
posted by Dr. Beads at
6:04 PM
2 Comments:
Nice!!
By
Jen(n), at 12:26 PM
It doesn't take too much to keep me happy. (Also, a night without nightmares is like a night with...sleep!)
By
Dr. Beads, at 8:13 PM
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