Hey, don't I know you? 
My job may well be killing me. I officially hate car accidents, bratty 16 year olds who don't know how good they really have it sponging off their parents, and lunatics. Oh, the stories I could tell
And there's another thing that I have going on, that I'm really actually kind of scared to talk about just in case it's true, and that seems to have taken up entirely too much of my brain for the last week or so.
On a happy note, I went to visit my best friend a couple of weeks ago. Hurray for a car that I trust to take me 500 miles from home. However, I imagine I won't be too welcome at the Blytheville Country Club anytime soon. They don't take well to people throwing up on the front steps, I would imagine. Um, not my fault the bartender made the drinks like that. Also not my fault that they passed around jello shots like they were free. Wait, they were free. No wonder I had like, 6 of 'em
And I have a new addiction. Well, old addiction, but new way of accessing it. If you loved your Atari or NES, check out Console Classix. Super Mario 3, how I missed you

My job may well be killing me. I officially hate car accidents, bratty 16 year olds who don't know how good they really have it sponging off their parents, and lunatics. Oh, the stories I could tell

And there's another thing that I have going on, that I'm really actually kind of scared to talk about just in case it's true, and that seems to have taken up entirely too much of my brain for the last week or so.
On a happy note, I went to visit my best friend a couple of weeks ago. Hurray for a car that I trust to take me 500 miles from home. However, I imagine I won't be too welcome at the Blytheville Country Club anytime soon. They don't take well to people throwing up on the front steps, I would imagine. Um, not my fault the bartender made the drinks like that. Also not my fault that they passed around jello shots like they were free. Wait, they were free. No wonder I had like, 6 of 'em

And I have a new addiction. Well, old addiction, but new way of accessing it. If you loved your Atari or NES, check out Console Classix. Super Mario 3, how I missed you

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goblintcat:
Nothing smells worse than a wet wookie. Raining cats and dogs I'm ok with but add wookies to the picture and you just KNOW Jawas will show up!
frantic:
i just got a snes hich takes up a good chung of my time