Huh?
Ok, nevermind.
It is physically and spiritually impossible to write a post while watching "Harold and Kumar go to White Castle."
Holy.
Mother.
Of.
God!!
I thought I was a pervert.
Someone who is a sliiiiightly larger pervert than myself may have been involved in some way in the writing of the script of this show.
Also, I'm going to start going to the Walmart on Redwood Road on a daily basis.
It has nothing to do with the gorgeous creature who stocks produce there.
At all.
Ack.
Like I said, I can't concentrate.
Shit.
Ee.
Ness.
What I'd really like to do is turn off the TV and write a sexy story.
Too tired.
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