Ok, my poll dreams have been smashed. Meh on polls. Meh.

Okay, I got like 5 clicks on my poll after quite a few hits here, and I think that’s because in general, my poll ideas are not funny and are made out of suck. This is what happens when no one is around to tell me that I’m not always hilarious; my dog’s tell me anything I want to hear because I control the treats, or in Pogo’s case, anything that will fit into his mouth. So anyway, here’s my last poll.

So I’ve been trying to use the force to float a bowl of cereal to my lap for like twenty minutes and no cereal. George Lucas is a lying asshole.