I am two days into my week off.
I have slept through a lot of it.
After waking up from an accidental nap I present to you this short story.
One upon a time, there was a cow named Susan. Susan was the lovliest cow in North Dakota. Instead of producing milk, she produced a solid and supremely impressive flow of gravy. I mean, no one wanted to eat the cow gravy, but it was still pretty impressive. The End.