During my lonely, cold walk from my corporate drone desk to the go nowhere treadmill, I pondered the following:
Somewhere in the world it's garbage day today. All day long we chew and moo. It's what us cows are supposed to do. It's all moderate to no hill from here. Campfire cookies sold by prepubescent girls is another form of prostitution only the sugar comes in the form of a cookie. Do I have VPL?