I need to get rid of some gluten-free bread. Where's that bitch Daisy Duck?*
* I'm sorry for swearing. I don't do it at people, but there's something about the very specific nexus where gluten free bread and a cartoon duck meet that just asks for it.
** I live next to a bird sanctuary. I have actual ducks. But I heard bread isn't good for them. The only real world application I can think of for this heinous item is if I were in a love triangle with Daisy and I needed to get rid of her to get to Donald. She would, of course, die of boredom half way through the loaf.
My name is Nasreen. I write micro essays, one-liners, and other small things. Most of them were funny at some point, at least to me.