The lengths we go through for a bad joke.
I was in Orlando this past weekend celebrating a belated birthday for my sister-in-law. Her requested itinerary of choice? To hit up as many free things as we could around International Drive. She had free mini-golf passes, free bowling passes, and she wanted grab lunch at Red Robin (there’s a new on in Orlando) because – you guessed it – she got a free meal for her birthday.
While sitting there eating, I got a message from a friend in California who stumbled across a cute comic online. The punchline of said comic? “Tom doesn’t give a shit.”
I looked at it, giggled, and showed folks at the table. While walking out after eating, I saw that Red Robin had a batch of balloons at the front entrance. Careful to hide myself from the prying eyes of children, I took a quick photo and sent it to Pam (my friend in California) because – well – because I don’t give a shit.
She promptly edited the photos together and here, Internet, is the result.