We all knew it was bound to happen. We sat there, pretended it wouldn't. Hoped beyond hope that maybe hope wasn't the worthless, irrelevant virtue that it is, was, and always will be. We ignored it, figuring the problem would right itself over time, that maybe, this day wouldn't come. But it was inevitable. It has come. And there's nothing, not a goddamned thing!!! any of you can do about it.
Yes, and don't pretend that you don't know what I'm talking about! I see you all there, sweating under the interrogator's lamp, begging for a glass of water, to wet your parched, and bitter palettes. Oh yes! You all knew. And yet you did nothing.
Yes, my friends, the day has arrived. The day, the hour, the motherfucking minute, that I got bored, and made another blog post.... It is 10 minutes to 10, on a saturday night. I am home alone, and you are all to blame for not calling me and telling me what the fuck was going on tonight. I hope you're proud of yourselves. And to hell with Froyd and whatever flippant comment he's going to throw down there!
Haha, I'm just kidding you guys. It's all good, right? I was just messing around. I do get so terribly bored sometimes.