You know who I feel bad for? The end crusts in a loaf of bread. Bread heels. Now, if you were to argue that bread heels are more ‘what’ than ‘who’, I say hey - bread heels are people too.
Okay, not really.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
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Friday, May 1, 2009
Phone Numbers and Pizza.
I’ll tell you what needs to happen. People need to stop spelling their phone numbers with words. Everyone is upgrading to a QWERTY keyboard, so the helpfulness of you switching your numbers to letters has been, much like Jazzy Jeff’s career after The Fresh Prince of Bel Air, rendered completely obselete.
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