P.M.S.?

How do you know PMS when you see it? Here are some helpful clues:


You can't resist this--Ciao Bella Chocolate Sorbet--at the grocery store.


You go here for a post-workout meal that consists of this:



...with a side of bacon.

And? You have strange, scary dreams in which you thwart an attacker by repeatedly stabbing him with your epi-pen. Then you dream about returning to Japan to share a room with Ben, your former coworker.

And that's how you know it's PMS.

And this is zefrank.

I love him too.