So I went out on the town the other day, and I was in this bar. I saw my picture on the television!!! I'm being advertised as for sale, and yet they haven't been able to catch me!!
I think that if I were ever to consider being eaten, it would have to be by a very pretty girl, and I'd have to have a marijuana and lemon pepper glaze on me and three large pickle slices underneath me with provolone cheese on a kaiser bun.
So I was sitting around pondering existence the other day, and I realized that in MY case, the best roommate situations I've ever had have involved vegans, because they can usually get along with my habit of eating bread, lettuce, french fries, mayonaise, tomatoes and Diet Coke.