Sometimes I wish life were a giant Etch-a-Sketch. I have positively no talent for either, but at least with the Etch-A-Sketch everything is fixed with a couple of shakes and then, poof. Nothing.
Well, ok, maybe I should say I wish my brain were an Etch-a-Sketch.
Or, you know, maybe I should just go to bed.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment