In unrelated news, my dog wants me to pour eggnog in the toilet for some reason.
He also wants to leave out for Santa a glass of warm milk and a dead cat.
Also, and most importantly the best worst news of the day (I am not happy about it, though it appears I am but I am not).
Tim Tebow is single again.
Repeat. I am not happy about this.
So here is my pathetic open letter to Tim Tebow:
Did I mention that I am NOT happy about this?
Also, here is an open letter to that homeless guy I saw staring at me and my burger (mostly me) outside Checker Burgers.