jake goes to eleven
October 13, 2009
Went up the canyon last night to roast marshmallows and conduct pagan rituals.
So if you’re wondering how many marshmallows I can stuff into my mouth and still articulate the words “Chubby Bunny,” wonder no more.
The number is ten. My mouth is large.
Unfortunately, Jake went to eleven. And I don’t think he even knows what that means.