Dr. Seuss for clouds: “Oh, the Places You’ll Snow!”


Oh my god, I want a Subway tuna sandwich so bad right now. It’s 3 in the morning, but hell, that’s when I usually have dinner anyway. Too bad the closest Subway is like 3 miles away (and is probably closed).

GOD, DELIVER UNTO ME A SUBWAY TUNA SANDWICH.

IT’S BEEN THREE MINUTES. I HAVE NO SUBWAY TUNA SANDWICH. ERGO, THERE IS NO GOD.

Logic.

(Sorry, I’m really hyper tonight.)

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