Shoutout to all the beefy Kings who were escorted by their moms passed the standard clothing section to the “husky” section while back to school shopping.
Child me: Can’t sleep without a night light
Adult me: If one lumen of light casts its beam unto my eyelids while I’m sleeping I will single handedly murder the sun
Bottle wine: Obliterates when it hits the ground.
Box wine: Absorbs the shock, takes it like a champ.
Bottle wine: Makes you look like an alcoholic buying eight bottles.
Box wine: Contains the volume of four bottles per box and looks reasonable sporting one in each hand.
If I become the president you will never have to do dishes again. Everyone will eat their food on a tortilla then eat the tortilla. Tortillas are just edible plates. No more dishes, just tortillas.