The moment I saw the enticing theme, I thought no problem. But it is. It really is.
I must come up with something. Surely I can. Non-entry is not an option, I simply will not contemplate such an action.
Think
Think
Think, you damned imbecile.
The theme is so rich, so enticing...
I shall crack a tin of Neck Oil to lubricate my muse.
Neck Oil, mmm
Need my Neck Oil... but what if the fridge is bare?
I am almost too scared to look.
But I will, for I need my Neck Oil.
And if there is... (there simply has to be)
Where is that Papa John's menu?