This important message came from the desk of the Ministry of Slack.
We’re, y’know, sorry for the delay in sending it.
Oh, so suit-boy’s too big to buy a lemonade? Well then fruit punch for you.
Your daddy’s rich, and your mamma’s good lookin’.
Do you question the structural integrity of a Rem Koolhaas, the work of SANAA, or this cone of soft serve? Then you’re a pedant and can’t have a lick.
…and the living is easy.
Proof of rightness, order, and all that can be; proof that a tiny DJ lives within my iPod and knows that 80+ degrees means Getz-Gilberto or Gershwin-via-Albion.
Easily the best part of a Creamsicle.
Stuck my head in here for a little while. Didn’t much help.
Other flavors also.