It's been a long, long week.
What's that? It's only Thursday?
You're fucked, buddy.
Not really, because my wife still has a herniated disk in her neck. My son got better, my daughter got sick, my daughter got better, my son got sick--what the fuck???
Now wife is also sick.
And I have a sore throat.
So, yeah. The Happiness Express has slowed to a fucking crawl--and not even a pub crawl because A) I can't afford stuff like "alcohol" or "cover charges" or "hush money" or "a good attorney because I can't seem to keep from taking my cock out and showing everyone at the bar but WOULDYOULOOKATTHESIZEOFTHISTHING!!!1!" and B) I have no friends to go drinking with. The last part of A might have something to do with that.
Sadly, it's true. Happy Cat is all out of Happy right now. However, if you let
me him sniff your panties or if you send me him boob shots, he might perk right the fuck up.
And now it's only five minutes later on Thursday.
22 hours ago