Under The Weather

Oooo, oooo, look at the seagulls and the tsunami princes and rancid priebes washing ashore on ambiguous flings. Doesn't it make you want to do something real with your life, such as joining a Duck Dynasty discussion panel to bring back Paula's good Southern cooking or scraping Syrian babies off the tarmac to feed to homeless puppies who will never register to vote?

I am so bored at being bored about our boring irreality that I can't even remember what was so funny about those stupid seagulls to begin with, which has nothing to do with Jonathan or Stephen, at least at first glans. Give it a lick.

Let me know what it tasted like.