I once watched Taylor, my friend Amy’s pet pig, sneak into the deep freeze during a child’s birthday party, pull out a package of meat and begin eating it. The meat was clearly marked “Pork”.

And they say pigs are smart.

Pbfffffft.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.