Most people wake up early, go to work, complain, come home, repeat. Not me. I’ve found far much better use of my allotted 8-hours of slave labor. Although not the most glorious feat I’ve painstakingly accomplished, but I just feel this shouldn’t go unnoticed.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, this is my rubber band ball. No, do not ask me how many there are. I don’t know. Why haven’t I been keeping count? Well, certain people feel it’s okay to just add …
