On the way home from work, I saw an retired, repainted school bus. It was white and in big blue letters said, "FUN BUS." Why is it that I imagine the inside of this bus as having velour couches, curtins in the windows, and people performing horizontal gymnastics?
I walked Tiger in the park today later than usual. The elementary school in my neighborhood had just let out so the park was crawling with kids. A few boys stopped to pet Tiger and talked with me for a little bit. I got the chance to listen and watch elementary boys socialize while in their element. This made me realize two things:
1. Kids are mean.
2. Birth control is good.
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