Today was one of those days when virtually everything I dealt with came with a heaping helping of double entendre, starting with my arrival at work at noon (when I saw a box with a handwritten label saying NETFLIX, only I thought the LI was a U), all the way until the meme I just finished about wine (which mentions wild meat). Snakes were involved. The number 69 cropped up a couple of times. Book titles seemed much too easily misinterpreted. "I'm a Lumberjack" showed up in Launchcast, along with a crunk-y song that had me running for the Urban Dictionary website to look up Lipton teabags. Is there some kind of astrological alignment happening that I'm not aware of? Or, as was suggested to me, is it all just me? I need my skull opened up and rinsed with soapy water.
Whatever. I sure hope tomorrow I get back to my sweet, clueless self. (hah!)
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