My love of gaming has recently morphed into mental cravings. God, it would be good to spend the day donned in tracksuit pants, becoming one with my PS4
Am I alone in that I would rather eat glass than have any person on the planet read my to-do lists?
I did the community a service and fought back against the tyranny of poor service, on behalf of all victims everywhere. On behalf of humanity, I forced my “superior knowledge” of professionalism and service onto my assailants. Somebody had to do it and I was perfectly trained for the job. You’re welcome.
If you have ever read the directions of toilet cleaner you will notice it does not instruct one to stand back like you’re preparing to piss your name into the snow, aim, fire anywhere around the bowl, flush and you’re done, you legend.
“Gregs has a fight coming up in a few weeks”. We looked at each other for a moment. I took a few seconds to recall who Gregs is, and the remainder of the time was spent figuring out if we give a rats ass.
“Are you going to bother?”