Today I was in the library working on some writing stuff when I saw a box sitting on the shelf. It was an old dirty shoebox held together by copious amounts of packing tape. There was nothing desirable about it at all except the sign on its side, which said, in large red letters:
This box is never to leave the library.
~I dedicate this Daily Dirt to all those lonely shoeboxes around the world. This one's for you, baby:
I had to register my complaints while they were still fresh. And while the bark was still fresh and pliable.
Hey Asshole! Yeah, You, Jackass! Want To Know Which Disney Princess You Are, You Piece Of Shit?
For every two dollars spent, you get just under one skeleton. A troubling proposition.
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