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Busted. BUSTED.
You may have noticed the Sqwertz trickling out a little irregular this week – not to worry – my human frailty has only forced me to betray my pact with you: the reader. Job hunting is taking a larger portion of my working time than I’d budgeted. I’d like to make this right.
New MASSIVE Sqwertz three days in a row.
Today. Tomorrow. The day after. Fresh, vividly colored Sqwertz all for you. I’m practically spraying you with it.
Is that sufficient fealty for my oafish mis-scheduling, dear reader?
I pray it is a start. In time I hope to re-earn your sqwertz.
Signed,
Brett Jackson
PS. “Mini-Mamms” and “Semi-Whops!” Am I the only one laughing?
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2 Responses to “37. Mega-Super-Ultra-SQWERTZ”
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Yeah! Three days of Sqwertz!
I hate those dreams where the beach has been replaced by lava and the only thing I can step on is a pile of clothes that I left in my room but my kindergarten teacher has cleaned it up already!
HAA! Aren’t those the WORST!