It's been another one of those same days. I'm actualy off for the night and tend to fall in the same routine that I do every Thursday Night. Sure, the people are fun to be around, but after hearing the same corny jokes and stories for the 17th time, the well of interest has run dry.
I left Roffle House $3 lighter thanks to a Pothead that couldn't add decimals correctly (lowering my bill by at least $2), slightly aggravated, and once again ungodly tired. Another Summer full of the same 'ol, same 'ol.
I suppose complaining would be a little fruitless, though. Thing could always be plenty worse. I just wish there was a little more to do in this town.
I left Roffle House $3 lighter thanks to a Pothead that couldn't add decimals correctly (lowering my bill by at least $2), slightly aggravated, and once again ungodly tired. Another Summer full of the same 'ol, same 'ol.
I suppose complaining would be a little fruitless, though. Thing could always be plenty worse. I just wish there was a little more to do in this town.