I had it. Then Iost it. Oh, yes, here; Having recently been bitch-slapped by the great hand of my own unemployed sloth, I decided I ought to take proactive measures to stave off my creeping malaise. Nothing worked.
Gag me with a spoon.
Gag me with a spoon.
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Sometimes I laugh when I come. I wonder what my bedfellows are thinking when that happens...I'm always too embarassed to ask...