So my situation has not improved much. That is to say none. Somebody should write a book.
I think I will.
Jibber Jabber
All the day
I can find nobody
To play with my ray-gun
Ok, so the book sort of turned into a poem. Deal with it.
Also, "ray-gun" = penis. I just thought you'd like to know.
-End Transmission-
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Adam I found your blog! I am so excited because now I get to read your amusing stories and anecdotes whenever I want. How fabulous :).
Nicole
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