Listen, I asked you all to send me sandwiches and I have not received a single sandwich yet from any of you!
YOU PEOPLE MAKE ME SICK.
No, I didn’t mean that. You know I love each and everyone of you, my sweet babies. Except for the ones I don’t.
But the Lori Mocha household is in great need of assistance. And by assistance, I mean sandwiches.
However, if you’d rather send me drugs instead of sandwiches, that is perfectly acceptable, and in fact, preferred.
In fact, forget the sandwiches. SEND DRUGS. Or cash, but drugs are better. Better than anything, really. Better than love and friendship, that’s for sure.
So, in conclusion, here’s what you should send me:
- drugs
- cash
- sandwiches
IN THAT ORDER OR ALL AT THE SAME TIME. Now get busy doing what I say or I’ll quit blogging! I MEAN IT.*
*I don’t mean it. But please do what I say anyhow. I like it when people do what I tell them to do.