I am sick.
I am currently both UNDER-the-weather…and OVER-the-weather.
It is November 13th.
TWO WEEKS BEFORE WE COME IN FROM THE FROSTY COLD, MURDER A BIRD, and GATHER TOGETHER TO ASK THE LORD’S BLESSING.
It is currently 91 degrees outside.
What the FUCK?
YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME WITH THIS HORSESHIT.
The ONLY thing worse than being sick…is being sick ON THE SURFACE OF THE SUN.
That is all.