Poor Fred
- Reesa: Gods, my brain is fried.
- Carl: hehehehehe Also, I read that as "Gods, my brain is fred" and I couldn't figure out why fred? Reesa: giggle yes. Fired. I frequently fire the day, so why not my brain?
- Carl: No idea. Also, I typed f-r-e-d Your reading comprehension is failing as time goes on. ;)
- Reesa: rofl Yes you did. Which is why fred is fried and fired.
