I fear I must bid you all farewell. My company has reissued its policy on internet usage and apparently my visits, which only seem to occur when I am bored at work, are a big no no. I am not in love with my job in the slightest however, I have grown accustomed to food and warmth so I am making what I feel is a logical and proper decesion. To the special few, I will miss you dearly. Nixon, Bob, Reagan, you're bosoms I shall forever covet. Morgan and Maxi, you're spunk and tenacity is undeniable. Nemesis, Naruka, Joubee, Bee, your suppleness I will remember fondly. As for the rest of you, ah well..tis such tragedy we did not know each other better then again, not knowing what one has missed is not half the crime it portends to be. And so, here I go, off to envision what the extra $6 a month I will now have will bring me in my new, less nude, less fun, less happy future..long may the SG live! Now be good dears and turn away...I don't want you to see me cry... nor burp, fart, trip on my shoelaces..do the cabbage patch..why are you still here? Stop reading! Honestly! Go away! Tether me no longer..................goodbye...take..care
