I probably have the worst wardrobe. It's the most ill-fitting with the worst patterns and colors and the most nipple rubbage. There's bad chafing and it's always tight in all the wrong places. What's sad is that I'm kinda getting used to it.
I think that the Information Age is great but there's a downside to it...
I had never felt so lonely and so sad in my entire life.
One morning I shot an elephant in my pajamas. How he got into my pajamas I'll never know.
