At the shelter a man named Frank who stays there brought his hotdogs to the office to label them so no one else would eat them so he gets a sharpie and writes, "FRANK" on the FRANKS and I was like, "Maybe you should clarify your intention a little."
I wonder if someday I will return to my parent's house and then live in North Carolina and it will be like the whole thing was just a really really long adventure.