Okay. It’s been over an hour since I said I was going to bed. I mean it this time. No joke. I’m going to bed. I’m so tired I feel like I might start hallucinating or something.
Stop talking about it and sleep, ya friggin’ clown! Turn off the lights, put down your iPad and go to sleep!
I stopped at a stop light this morning, looked at the car next to me, and saw this:
If that dude looked over at me and started talking about things floating I literally would have crapped my pants.
“They float,’ it growled, ‘they float, Georgie, and when you’re down here with me, you’ll float, too–'”
Inside the Red Head's Head 