Plan B for inner space

The kids have declined my offer to go swimming (“Too damn hot,”) but have counter-suggested Kung Fu. With popcorn, a drink, and the most important thing: Air conditioning.

Melissa made me do it

She sent me this killer joke: A panda walks into a restaurant, sits down and orders a sandwich. He eats the sandwich, pulls out a gun and shoots the waiter dead. As the panda stands up to go, the manager shouts, “Hey! Where are you going? You just shot my waiter and you didn’t pay […]