You don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here
Friday, April 30th, 2004You know, when you rip your pants, it’s really just a passive-aggressive way of your clothing telling you that it would like a divorce. If my pants could have talked today in the car, they would have said, “I think we should be worn on other people.” So here I am, left with the shreds [...] Read more »
