One of my high school teachers told us to always ask why with our writing.
Why does this character do what she does?
Why is this political issue so divisive?
Why are poop jokes so darn funny?
Well I may not have answers today, minions, but by golly, I'm going to ask the hard-hitting questions.
When you love fresh summer corn SO MUCH...
...you're compelled to eat a giant cookie covered in frosting.
Not since Lost have I so intently pondered the significance of a random set of numbers:
That smug "WOW!" is just sitting there, mocking me.
What am I missing?!
What does it meeeeeannnnn?
"So what does Larry like?"
"I dunno, he, um, wears suspenders?"
Or maybe Larry likes a pair of red spotlights pointed heavenward on the horizon of a moonlit ocean view.
'Cuz Larry is deep like that, you guys.
But no, really.
Thanks to Caroline P., Suzi B., Jess M., Rachel N., Rose D., Taylor C., Katy, & Jenn B., who I thought would never ask. Which, you know, is why I did.
END BURGER AND HOT DOG SEGREGATION NOW
WHAT IS THIS INJUSTICE?!
Oh wait, I see a hot dog on the burger side.