and, since you’re out of vodka, you want to tell life to go ahead and shove those lemons right up its ass. Sideways.
So despite the fact that it’s perfect outside, we’re inside watching a 4x6 box of a zoomed out camera on a computer screen.
And so it begins…
I quite like my Literature and Sexuality professor.
Alternately, nuts and whine.
Chances it will end in a fight - 99.99999999999%.