Didn't post early today due to the fact that I wasn't really in the mood. Then, about five minutes ago, I got into the mood, only to turn on the TV to find out that there are fifty people trapped in the tram that goes from Manhattan to Roosevelt Island.
Now I have to go rescue them which really sucks because my Spiderman costume is at the dry-cleaners. That means I'll have no choice but to go in my Robin Underoo's, which are ironcially the very same underwear that I picked up at Filene's Basment yesterday.*
This is gonna be a majorly dorky rescue operation.
*Congrats to Real Sherman for almost guessing the underwear. Cinders, nice try, but I like superhero's, not animal paterns.**
**In reality, I got 3 pair of black CK boxerbriefs. They were all out of Underroo's.
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