Glasses not included.

One day, while I was walking in the snow, I stumbled upon a block of ice. Within the block, there was an elf. I took the block of ice Home to thaw it out, and the elf stood there, thanking me. But this was no ordinary elf. It was a Polish Albino elf. Anyways, he wondered off into the woods, never to be seen again. I’ve spent years trying to find him, but I’m starting to think I was dreaming.

One night, I decided to go to bed early. Which made me wake up too early. And I didn’t know whether to stay awake, or go back to sleep before work.
So I did both.
I went to work groggy. Ended up getting my arm stuck in the grinder.

That night, for supper, I had a healthy supper consisting of fried chicken, fried eggs, fried apple juice, and fried ice cream for dessert. I did a little bit of a workout after, and passed out from exhaustion.
The end.



Or is it?