I’m a deep thinker…I think you’ve figured that out by now. Today I picked up 25 pieces of used dental floss. Used, man dental floss. Grossly discolored dental floss. I think this is why the universe placed me in crazy town. It’s in the details people. I refuse to put a picture of it on this post, so instead, here is a picture of the new kitten that someone left at Wal-Mart and decided crazy town would be better.