Bad day.

You had me till the last line.

Those window-cleaning doohickeys always remind me of old-fashioned TV antennas.

Still kicking myself for not buying this shirt.

Time flies when you’re drunk off your ass.

Is Truffles measuring its life in dog years?

“Finally, an aptly named production,” emailed Robert A. Ripps.

Not a lot of room for error….

That’s what she said!