To the Einstein who shot off fireworks this morning at 1:30 am:
Thank you for scaring my neurotic dog so much that she ran upstairs and peed in the hall. I love to clean up pee in the middle of the night.
I wasn't fond of that REM sleep anyway and my burning eyeballs accompanied by a nice set of baggage is a great reminder of how much we love it when UF starts the Fall semester.
169: The One Where the Boy Dies
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