whoever thought that "cake walk" should be the phrase for something easy had obviously never been to an elementary school cake walk.
This place is fucking insane.
Children running and screaming eerywhere. the teachers blaring instructions over a PA system that makes them sound ecactly like Charlie Brown’s teacher. The smell of burned popcorn and dirty daipers. The crying should begin soon. I don’t mean the babies, but I expect them to start right after I do.
This is a job for Captain Flasky. Next time, he’s coming.