Well, That’s Better

One bad stick of RAM seems to be all it took to ruin two weeks of my life. Hopefully I can pick my car up from South Minneapolis in time to get over to the Nano and have them test the stick that I pulled out. I could replace it for the miserly sum of 40 bones.

If you missed the point of that paragraph, I did not drive home last night. Are you happy? JEEZ.

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hOW ABOUT A LITTLE ANGRY SEX, HUH?

(this post has been edited because it just sounds way too fucking crazy. I left in the typos, though)

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This is stuff from Family Guy — so is the title

HEY, WHERE’S THE CLOWN?
EAST OF EDEN?z YOU JUST DO WAHTEVER OPRAH TELS YOU TO, DON’T YOU?
AND THE MOTION CARRIES, THE JANITOR’S NEW NAME IS SWEEPY

This is a phone call that I made

YOU HAD BEETTER CALL ME WHEN YOU GET HOME

HOLY CRAP I’M DRIVING

OKAY, FINE, WLELL YOU DIDN’T HAVE TO ANSWER

I THOUGHT MAYBE IT WAS AN EMERGENCY

CALL ME BACK WHEN YOU GET HOME

This is the call that I got back

I’M HOME, AND I DIDN’T DIE, AND I’M NOT IN JAIL

BOO! NO! HOORAY!

UGH

DUDE, THIS IS THE FUNNIEST EPISODE OF FAMILY GUY EVER

I HATE YOU

I’M SORRY THAT I’M A DOUCHEBAG

YOU HAD BETTER BE

YEAH

YEAH

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