Angry Janitor

My summer vacation

What vacation was that exactly?

Joe ended up injuring his arm and I learned that only a dumbass would work on roofs for a living.

At least we got free lunches and beer..

..and the roof no longer leaks!

This painting is hung in my parent’s bedroom. It’s possible I was conceived beneath its cool blue artwork. How romantic!

If anyone is ever stumped for a birthday gift for me, something like this would do.

I’m not much for parades and fireworks, but

seeing our flag wave still chokes me all up.

I swiped the photo from here.