I̶'̶m̶ ̶a̶ ̶r̶e̶c̶e̶n̶t̶ I was a stay-at-home dad. Sarcasm is my crutch and cynicism my wheelchair.
Lunchroom Larfs are cute/silly notes I put in my daughter's lunch everyday. Each night I write a disturbing caption to make them palatable to cynical adults such as myself.
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
Lunchroom Larfs- September 2, 2014
John's existential crisis turned out to be artificial grape flavored and only lasted a few minutes until he was stuck in the hair of a six-year-old God. And that my friends is the meaning of life.