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HELLLLLLOOOOOO 1993 with a vengeance! Don’t know what I’m talking about? Do you live under a rock? I know I don’t pay attention to the news, and the only reason I actually know about this is because of a joke that was made when I walked in from work yesterday. In fact, because of this late breaking news, I am unable to write about what I wanted to last week (good thing, because I forget what I said I would write about on-air!) or about how awesome I am because yesterday was good ol’ Steel Tip’s birthday (maybe we’ll do that next week as a belated birthday present)!
Today I was browsing the Internet looking for some news. Something caught my eye. I found a link about a restaurant that allows you to go out and eat a meal with your dog. That’s right, I said with your dog, not made of dog (that’s a totally different story).