Dream Job


I don’t have a dream job, because I never sleep. Why? Because as soon as I get home, I retreat to my basement, don my cloak and spandex, and venture out into the night to save the world. I am a superhero. I save children from burning buildings; I save cats from burning dogs.  I... Continue Reading →

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