I came home last night after stopping to pick up dinner and threatened to myself (or no one in particular) that I’d eat, pay bills, and go to bed. I was thankful for the night with no plans, since The Cold has taken it’s toll. Of course, since I’m an idiot, I didn’t clear the social schedule and yield to the germ warfare.
I believe I made it worse.
Last night I skipped the bills, inhaled dinner, and went directly to bed. Twelve hours later – oatmeal, the morning news, and a sleep hang-over equals…
DUN DUN DUN picture day! [the audience deadpans]
When bad things happen to good Muppets.
Come here, my little monkey!
This place has POTENTIAL
You’re not going anywhere.
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