Strap those lasers to the ponies! Stat!
Working late. Riding the drunk train home with the cream of the crap. Cleaning up dog pee at 2am. Cleaning up vomit at 4am. Up at 6am for a fabulous new day. Rinse and repeat.
And it's
Makes me want to start asking if Marsellus Wallace looks like a bitch.
In other words, I'll be back. Just stretched pretty damned thin.
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You left out the part about the pink eye and the falling down on a box of hammers or whatever happened to you this weekend.
8:16 PM
I ride the drunk train alone.
11:26 PM
Ah, the glamorous life!
2:00 PM
ponies! lasers!
YES!
3:50 PM
I'll make sure they put the safety net out next weekend.
8:11 PM
Oh yes
I am wise
But it's wisdom borne of pain
Yes I've paid a price
But look how much I've gained
If I had to
I could do anything
I am strong
STRONG!
I am invincible
INVINCIBLE!
I am SYSM!
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