For Sale

That post from yesterday? Not the hot dog one. Forget about that. The other one. The one where I said Jake was good sometimes.

No, he's not.

He's never good and if he wasn't so big I'd shove him right back where he came from but then my pants wouldn't fit and I'd be worse off than I was the day before he was born.

And that was bad.

So, what are you doing tonight? Nothing? Want to babysit?

I gotta get outta here.