
Sometimes work just feels like a massive drag.

So I'm considering following my childhood dream and applying for a job as a ninja turtle.

So I can tell Cincinnati and the rest of the world to suck it.

And spend the rest of my days fighting random dudes and eating pizza.

But then if I ate heaps of pizza I'd get fat. And I may or may not start wearing white suits that do nothing to hide my grotesque man bulge.

And I'm not really into dieting on boring foods.

Or skiing for that matter.

This picture is so ironic, a dude with fire painted onto his car sees his car set on fire. Ironic, but irrelevant to the narative of this story.

So this is me, in like, 20 years, when I've made my transition from young man to Apache lesbian. Look out world.

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