Fish Fry Friday

I can always tell what day of the week it is by the smell I smell in the morning when I wake up.  Saturday smells like a bathtub, Sunday smells like sunlight dust, Monday smells like rain, Tuesday smells like car exhaust, Wednesday a sweatshop, Thursday bacon grease, and then there is Friday… Friday is the day where everyone in Midwestern/Northeastern United States get together and fry up three billion pounds of fish.  Thank you Knights of Columbus!  And thank you Roman Catholics during Lent!  In the future, I can see fish taking revenge and frying up three billion pounds of humans on Fridays.  So long Nevada, so long.

Jayson Meyer ©

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