Just sitting around relaxing, I ask this question: What would you do if you were rich? You can see above the answer I received.
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My life is miserable because my throat has decided that we are enemies and I am choking all of a sudden for no real reason.
That was a sentence. Okay. I was off on the weekend (Happy Easter, m-f-ers who give an s). When I came into work Monday, there was an almost whole ham. It turns out that the kids who worked on Sunday had a little potluck/work-provided Easter shindig. What a nice thing to do! But where is my vegetarian ham-like product?
I don’t know, you guys. I just don’t know.
I fucking made strawberry rhubarb pie this weekend all the way from scratch/without using a recipe. I don’t even need your ham or your apologies, World.
Take control of your ham: Tumblr, Facebook, and Twitter.
(Not to be confused with ham toilet)