How much brain do I have left after an eight hour shift of clerk work?
Not much.
This is why the baby Jesus invented lolz cats, to save the diligent (read: obsessive) blogger from the dreaded day of blank space.
And I chose this one because I believe with my whole heart that I will never tire of the joke construction:
I iz [in some particular location]
[dependent clause with gerund].
'Cause it's comedy gold.
