So you remember that case of the blahs I was telling you about a while ago? I think we can consider that a thing of the past. I just got promoted at work this afternoon, and this weekend, I’m going to Disneyland. Booyah.
By the way, if you happen to be a burglar or a thief, “I’m going to Disneyland” is code for “I will be obsessively guarding my home from behind my locked front door, downing pots of coffee and barely-legal stimulants while I sit rigidly and attentively on a stool with a loaded shotgun in my lap”.
To the rest of you: I’ll tell Mickey you said hello.
PS to you filthy burglars: Mickey is the name of my shotgun.
PPS to the rest of you: No it’s not.
Drink up, me hearties, yo ho!
Remember that time you showed me Mickey? 😉
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