Tooo hooot, tooo hoottt, too hot to form coherent sentences, muuuussstttt babble. It is like 88 degrees and like 400% humidity, it is in-fucking-sane! Thank god I work in a Bank, ac galore, save for the post-menopausal women I work with who are constantly cold and adjusting said ac for such. Peolpe aren't meant for this shit, this is hell, I swear god is finally getting me back for all that masterbating, and it's all the SG's fault. I told you it was one of the deadly sins, I told you not to let me do it, but nooooooooo! YOU GUYS HAD TO BE ALL CUTE AND NEKKID, I MEAN REALLY, C'MON, NOW I'M GONNA ROT IN THIS SWELTERRING DAMNATION FOR ETERNITY (or at least 'till sunday night, when a cold fron is coming up from the south) JUST BECAUSE YOU GUYS NEEDED TO SHOW OFF YOUR JUMBLIES AND HO-HO NO-NOS ON THE INFO-SUPER HIGHWAY......
....I'm sorry, I didn't mean it....
....you know I love you baby....
....why do you make daddy hurt you....
.....I can't be mad at you, so maybe I'll move on to hatin lawn gnomes, yeah, those pompus little pricks, wanna-be soldiers they are, pint-sized peckers, diminutive dorks, melancholy midgets, ahhhh much better, soothed by my burning hatred of little people....
....I'm sorry, I didn't mean it....
....you know I love you baby....
....why do you make daddy hurt you....
.....I can't be mad at you, so maybe I'll move on to hatin lawn gnomes, yeah, those pompus little pricks, wanna-be soldiers they are, pint-sized peckers, diminutive dorks, melancholy midgets, ahhhh much better, soothed by my burning hatred of little people....
pananarama:
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drstinkypants:
talk about a spoiler...