John Lyon

@johnlyon.bsky.social

Opinions expressed here are not the opinions of my employer. They are the opinions of Elvis Presley as relayed to me telepathically by the inhabitants of Venus. https://bsky.app/profile/did:plc:nvcwxxjti7dvgqovf2rrml2c/feed/aaaj5zycfldqi

Aww. The adoring gaze from your loyal dog after you get home and give him some rubbins. He just won't leave my side. I'm sure the big piece of cheese I'm eating has nothing to do with it.

Sorry. *shrug* I would, but on Monday night I dance naked under the worm moon to invoke an ancient curse on anyone who asks if I can do one more thing if I have time.

I really miss eating at Arby’s. I haven’t been brave enough to return since the embarrassing incident when I accidentally ask for Horny sauce.