It's Labor Day, with a capital Labor.
I have paper cuts and tiny gouges all over my hands. Like I told Chuck, it's just a pain.
I slept in a tent in my backyard last night, because I never had. I'm sleeping there again tonight, because I hadn't before this morning.
Thank you, Dr. Livingston.
BRMC and Molson will be my knights tonight.
I caught the end of The Rules of Attraction at my mom's place tonight. She made really good pasta.
I drank her beer and her wine. And then, I listened to controller.controller.
Now, you bore me.