Respective to the week, Tuesday it is neither the first day, nor the last day--and definitely not "hump" day. I don't recall why they keep it on the calendar at all, except that it helps people like my mother and my schoolmates grind my spirits down to fine powder--one which is too thin even for me to blow into someones eyes. If I did, they would suffer no irritation, and I would be awarded no joy.
Tuesday is a day like no other: it is a day in which you don't have to knock over your coffee and stain your blouse. On Tuesday, the cup simply does all the work for you, and leaps joyously out of your hand all by itself. Glorious.
On Tuesdays, don't bother accidentally putting bleach into washer with your dark clothes--they'll simply waltz out of the dryer with splotches whether you asked for it or not.
Indeed, Tuesday is a day of no required efforts.
Tuesday is a day like no other: it is a day in which you don't have to knock over your coffee and stain your blouse. On Tuesday, the cup simply does all the work for you, and leaps joyously out of your hand all by itself. Glorious.
On Tuesdays, don't bother accidentally putting bleach into washer with your dark clothes--they'll simply waltz out of the dryer with splotches whether you asked for it or not.
Indeed, Tuesday is a day of no required efforts.
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