Right now, I'm in the process of moving out of this apartment, with the computer still here for the use of the internet, which isn't hooked up at the new place till Monday. Right now, the air conditioner is broken. Right now, it is possibly over 95 degrees inside the apartment. Right now, you can all eat, and quite possibly choke on, my balls. My sweaty, sweaty balls.
Yeah. I'm gonna go clean out the bathroom now, while chugging whatever this Wal Mart generic Crystal Light stuff is called.
And I hate you.
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