I hate early mornings.

My brain is so fucking bizarre then.

I was going through my bag with the Christmas stuff that I bought at Walgreens, so that I could remember what I bought for a family member for a stocking stuffer. Then I noticed that I still had the boxes of tampons in the bag. You know what my brain thought?

"The tampons are a Christmas gift to my vagina."

Anyone want to switch brains?