This. Is the best. Day. EVER.
This is the best day EVER. EVER EVER EVER EVER.
I? Have a Meredith. The Meredith is wearing a super-hot pink shirt. The Meredith is also sprawling on the floor and talking about literature.
I? Have a Chris. The Chris is in a good mood and talking about literature and reading comic books. This combination makes life good.
I? Had breakfast at Baja Fresh. For many people, this is not actually breakfast, but for me, chicken salad drowning in chunks of tomato is the closest to fast-food heaven that I'm ever actually likely to get, without opening my own frozen yogurt/things with peas/salad stand.
And none of this has anything to do with why this is the best day EVER. Why, you ask, is this the best day EVER?
Because I -- not you, but I -- have an adult-sized MY LITTLE PONY SHIRT WITH THE ORIGINAL MY LITTLE PONIES FROM THE 1980S!!!!!!!! (Sundance and Lofty, if you're wondering. Which you probably weren't.) Seriously! MY LITTLE PONY SHIRT, here, people! Possibly the only article of clothing in the history of mankind with enough innate sexual power to replace the Marilyn Munster shirt at the apex of my wardrobe.
PONY SHIRT!!!!!
That is all.
I? Have a Meredith. The Meredith is wearing a super-hot pink shirt. The Meredith is also sprawling on the floor and talking about literature.
I? Have a Chris. The Chris is in a good mood and talking about literature and reading comic books. This combination makes life good.
I? Had breakfast at Baja Fresh. For many people, this is not actually breakfast, but for me, chicken salad drowning in chunks of tomato is the closest to fast-food heaven that I'm ever actually likely to get, without opening my own frozen yogurt/things with peas/salad stand.
And none of this has anything to do with why this is the best day EVER. Why, you ask, is this the best day EVER?
Because I -- not you, but I -- have an adult-sized MY LITTLE PONY SHIRT WITH THE ORIGINAL MY LITTLE PONIES FROM THE 1980S!!!!!!!! (Sundance and Lofty, if you're wondering. Which you probably weren't.) Seriously! MY LITTLE PONY SHIRT, here, people! Possibly the only article of clothing in the history of mankind with enough innate sexual power to replace the Marilyn Munster shirt at the apex of my wardrobe.
PONY SHIRT!!!!!
That is all.