re: WFDT

I picked up stuff for filets at the grocer when I left my office. I put the groceries in the back seat of the truck and returned the shopping cart to the cart corral like all members of the Trump Train do. Once o returned to the truck, my keys were nowhere to be found. I took out everything in my truck and placed it in the parking lot beside me while I used my flashlight on my cell phone to find my keys. The woman that pulled in aid saw four guns lying on the parking lot gave me an odd stare, then drove to the other side of the lot. I consequently used every curse word every created during my diatribe and found my keys close to the cart corral 45 minutes later. The site lighting has not caught up with the time change and came on just as I found the sumbitches.

Once I got home, the better half had pizza delivered and had already eaten. I hadozza for lunch, as the office catered for a lunch n learn session.

I'm eating John Dalys this evening.