I got nothing folks—except this may be the one and only time I can tie impending winter precipitation, panicked bread consumption and the Supremes all into one post—and THIS GUY says all the pretty blogs are dead—tut tut.
Atlanta is braced for the impending onslaught of snow as residents hunker down in bunkers constructed entirely out of loaves of white bread and cartons of milk and eggs. I shouldn't laugh though—I recently accepted the reality that man cannot live by top shelf liquor alone and made a trip to the grocery store to pick up some essential staples—tonic, cranberry juice and limes. I'm ready to push on til Monday.
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