likestosingalong

I can't give you a cart. No, I don't care what they told you. I can't give you a cart. No. No, fuck off. What did I just say? I told you, I cannot give you a cart, I will get in trouble. I don't care if you have "a whole bunch of stuff," meaning two suitcases, I still can't give you a cart. This is not an instance of "won't," it is sincerely "can't." You're entirely failing to understand the issue from my side of it.

I want to go to bed. I haven't gotten my full eight hours in three days. But my blanket is in the washing machine. I do these things to myself, you know. I know that stupid thing takes eighteen hours to run its cycle. I could have put my blanket in before I went to work! Mais, non. Ah, well.

No, I didn't say anything interesting, again. Follow me on Twitter, I'm awesome.

http://twitter.com/#!/ShankyShank

Nyyyyaawww! This is the sweetest.