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 »