In Which I Put Underwear on a Cereal Box

Published June 13, 2013 Uncategorized 1 Comment
Tags: boyfriend, cereal, chex, job hunt, relationships, super cereal, super hero, text

1 Completely Susan June 13, 2013 at 3:45 pm

Well, at least you know who to call when confronted with a cereal killer.

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