A priest, a pastor and a rabbit entered a clinic to donate blood. The nurse asked the rabbit: “what’s your blood type?”
“I’m probably a type O”, said the rabbit.
having a king is going to take some getting used to. we’re used to our monarch moving as far as they want in any direction but now it’s just one square at a time. much higher chance of being killed by a horse
@JasperPeachSays @carlyfindlay I have CRPS and I find shoving ridiculous amounts of chocolate in my mouth repeatedly sometimes gives me, albeit fleeting, relief...
I hope you've found relief.
I wrote something for those who missed the latest literary scandal (probably because you live full and interesting lives).
John Hughes, Plagiarism and a Literary Award Gone to The Dogs
https://t.co/HjlDnzppZ0