Looks like I may be getting a job at Panera. When I was in there with Hot Chick yesterday, I asked for an application on a whim. They told me that they are desperate for third shift bakers. Fancy me in the back of PaneraBread covered in flour wearing the big white floppy baker's hat. And as an added bonus I'd get to go home smelling like fresh bread. That wouldn't be so bad. Except for the unbated fear of my friends and family nibbling upon my extremities. But maybe that wouldn't be so bad either.
<--not a skull; Rob covered in flour with a haircut.
OH that reminds me, I'm also getting a real haircut. Hey presto, nobody will recognize me.
<--not a skull; Rob covered in flour with a haircut.
OH that reminds me, I'm also getting a real haircut. Hey presto, nobody will recognize me.
sweet!