Somebody brought brownies into the workroom this morning! Hooray!
Give the brownies to me! I will eat them!
Yum. These brownies are delicious! They taste like chocolate and my father’s kind reassurances!
Now I am taking the entire pan of brownies into the bathroom with me! Leave me alone! I love brownies so bad!
Stop yelling at me! Let go of me!
Give me back the brownies! You can’t give me detention, I’m a history teacher!
were those the brownies you stole from the lady at Car Max? now the brownie bathroom time makes sense, they were laced with a horse laxative.
I was expecting a post about the melting flesh of small pixie-like creatures. So disappointing.