It’s 1230AM on the east coast and I feel like one of those lab rats where they could inject endorphines or cocaine or some stimulant into their asses by pressing a little lever and they kept pressing and pressing and pressing… until they died
Fulla might be in the same boat - trying to pick up chicks in the 20-30 singles bar next door.
You’ve been here before - tired and bored and up too late but bartering with your inner self… “Okay, just “jump to forum” one more time… Okay, two more times…”. WTF!?! How did it get to be four in the f.cking morning?
i don’t know if i can. i think i have an addiction. i mean, i seriously contemplated posting my pic, but was too lazy to move over and connect to the scanner. i think i need therapy.