Because it only hurts when I breathe.
And it only hurts when I try to remember last night.
The Mighty fucking Melvins and all of their fucking glory, phased out by a tedious day at work.
Who knew selling fake dicks could be so boring?
Take up painting, sail the oceans, kill giant fish, get tattoos of stomped on lobsters. Kill my neighbors. Left hand EGM's and continually drown my paychecks in booze. Hope to GAWD, I don't hurt a certain person and wonder why my mouse is blinking red... Damn it.
And it only hurts when I try to remember last night.
The Mighty fucking Melvins and all of their fucking glory, phased out by a tedious day at work.
Who knew selling fake dicks could be so boring?
Take up painting, sail the oceans, kill giant fish, get tattoos of stomped on lobsters. Kill my neighbors. Left hand EGM's and continually drown my paychecks in booze. Hope to GAWD, I don't hurt a certain person and wonder why my mouse is blinking red... Damn it.