… and nothing would please me more at this point if someone:
- Shot me
- Converted me to Judaism
- Helped me depart the planet, preferably in a modified DeLorean
- Fed me Ding Dongs until I didn’t care anymore
That is all. Except fuck you Walgreens, WalMart, Target, and every other retailer that started clouding my unemployed psyche before Halloween. I’m just sayin’.