Not healthy.

Not healthy.

Last night I ate a Primanti Brothers sandwich.  Despite their toxicity, they’re tasty lardwiches.  Not surprisingly, this morning my innards woke up angry – a cross between gout, and a bad case of the AIDS.

My kids took advantage of the spring-like weather by hosting a neighborhood game (in my backyard) of “let’s throw crap at each other”.  Afterward, I organized a clean up, but the kids were more interested in digging up the yard.  It’s not like they could make the yard look much worse.

The aftermath

The after-aftermath