Are you going to eat that?

I got nuthin.

Evidently even more of nothing than normal.

Recently, a vengeful and demanding Dominatrix kidnapped a Latvian man and held him ransom, or for some sinister and nefarious purposes, perhaps in one of those weird dungeons with the leather, lace, and latex suits.  Or so my warped sense of humor told me when I saw the headline;

"Beaver takes man hostage in Latvia."

Story here.

Ah, the things we, meaning guys, do to get in touch with the beaver.  This isn't the first time a beaver chased a man and held him hostage.

Yes, I know, so not funny and terribly sexist.  And probably weird too.  You should try living in my head sometime.  Wait, never mind, it's already overly crowded in there.   The lunatics are running the asylum.  Though as a plus, Fridays are special, the cafeteria serves fruit cocktail in runny Jello.  If you're nice to the lunch lady, she'll give you an extra cup.

If you're really nice to her, she'll give you one of the 'special' Jello shot cups.

Are you going to eat yours?

Thanks.

See you tomorrow.