Life, and Other Absurdities.

One day, we were munching cornflakes on the couch as Preston rummaged around fixing himself a snack. All of a sudden, he jumped back and slammed the refrigerator door with a vengeance. He then took a long, pained sigh. We exchanged looks, grinning, eager for whatever was coming next.

"You guys," Preston announced, with a look of Despair, "There's mold on the Bimbo Bread."