Noahism 2012

I had just started eating some grits after making the kids breakfast, when I dumped a spoonful of grits on my hoodie. I said, "Great! Really? Again!" Noah asked what was the problem. I told him I had already spilled pancake mix on myself. His sage advice (given in a prophetic voice) was:

"Maybe your time has come and your luck has run out."

Thanks, Noah. Give the Mayans my love.