I could…
-go to happy hour with coworkers.
-plock out my eyeballs with a spoon.
-tie fletch up with duct tape, get him drunk and then sell him to a homeless woman for a 16 oz. Natty Ice.
-work, work, work.
-finish reading Atlas Shrugged.
-smoke the Crackalicious and fly around Seattle like Peter Pan.
-eat a cougar.… read more “What to do this evenin’?”