I was going to continue a catalogue of the genetic throwbacks that inhabit my Bosch-esque workplace but I haven't the energy. Just thinking about them makes me shuder sometimes...
I will continue at a later date but now is not the time - I'd rather be thinkin about happier things. Like gunning them all down.
I'd better get organised for this shindig happening tonight - have no booze with which to plaster myself. To the bottle store! Saddle my horse!
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