Sometimes life just smacks you upside the head. That happened today when life dropped a box that made me trip and fall on my porch. Turns out life didn't just hit me, it bitch-slapped me by giving me a DJ from a kid's cartoon.
"You ever unwittingly use a magic letter to Celestia to roll a joint? Well, if you're wondering why I'm like, a girl unicorn now, that was the short version." Will this finally teach Rob not to be such an insufferable hipster?