A comic.
I will never not find CSI: Miami jokes funny. Anytime you can end something with a one-liner segueing into Roger Daltry screaming, “Yeeeeeeeeaaaaaaahhhhhhh!” in that throat-rending way, it’s comedy gold as far as I’m concerned.
The basic text of today’s comic was sent to my sister-in-law via text message along with the following picture:
I feel my work here is done.
I happen to own an Oklahoma City Thunder t-shirt, and I also happen to know that they’re in the playoffs right now.
Might actually be preferable.
Seriously, I moved the notice of when the state testing stuff begins by a foot or so and changed to a different color marker, and the kids all freaked out.
Never mind the fact that I’ve mentioned when the tests are every single class period for the last month.
It’s just too good, you guys, and it makes me cry just about every time.
My hook shot, the Air Anchor(TM), has been known to devastate backboards and bend hoops at odd angles.
This comic was Wife-approved.
It’s true: the George Harrison song “Bangladesh” is a great song to use when discussing the Partition of India.
Spent Monday home sick. The cat kept me company all day.
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