My little orange jug has been signed, sealed and delivered. The pee test, and the blood test that went with it, is completely over, people.
There's nothing to see here.
Let's move it along.
I suppose if I wasn't so apathetic and actually did some writing it would help distract you...
How about a joke? I read this on the back of the Staff Ladies' washroom door at Micah's school:
Why is it called "P.M.S." ?
Because "Mad Cow Disease" was already taken.