I’m sleep deprived right now. Being sleep deprived really is the best kind of deprivation–much better than carne asada burrito deprived or heavy summer rain deprived or even fat baby nephew deprived…
Does it mean that he’s iron-deprived if he enjoys chomping on blankets?
But anyway, if I have to be deprived of something, I definitely choose sleep, because the funniest things happen to me when I’m running low on zees. For example…
Previously sane (well, moderately sane) people turn into pirates…
Couches totally collapse…
Previously sane (well, moderately sane) people turn into pirates…
…the pirateage continues…
So do yourself a favour and lose some sleep this summer. You’ll thank me for the advice after the pictures have been taken.
…and people get eaten by giant reptiles at the Phoenix Zoo…
So do yourself a favour and lose some sleep this summer. You’ll thank me for the advice after the pictures have been taken.
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