My night with a drug addict at McDonald's or "Would you like to try the new McHeroin today?":
I have to learn to stop leaving my house. After spending a leisurely afternoon at home, reading and rearranging as one is wont to do, my mother asked me if I’d like to go out to dinner with one of our mutual co-workers and my sister? And of course, ignoring all of the misheggas that usually... Read more »