NO FUCKING WONDER I WANT TO MOVE TO THE PACIFIC NORTHWEST! AS SOON AS THE SKY OPENS UP, REVEALING THE COLD DEAD STARS, WHICH ARE PROBABLY NOT EVEN EXISTING AT THIS POINT IN OUR MEAGER HUMAN HISTORY, THE TEMPERATURE DROPS TO A POINT WHERE IT'S NOT UNBEARABLE, BUT ANNOYING. I FUCKING HATE EVERYTHING. LET ME MAKE THIS CLEAR. AND, BY 'EVERYTHING', I REFER TO THE UNERRING GAUNTLET OF STRIFE WHICH WE, AS MEMBERS OF THE UNIVERSE'S WORST PARTY ANECDOTE, MUST FLAIL OUR WAY THROUGH EVERY TIME THE SUN IS FINISHED BROILING THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF THIS BRISTLING BALL OF IDIOCY.
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