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I am feeling so whiny right now. My detector has developed unexplained phenomena. Our radioactive source has not arrived. My colleagues are driving me bugfuck nuts. I would rather be beaten for five minutes with a 2x4 than endure another phone meeting. Hell, besides consisting of waiting for the 55 at the Red Line, will consist of an endless phone meeting where you can just barely hear the people on the other end. Or maybe it will be being on an endless phone meeting WHILE waiting for the 55.
AND I AM SO SICK OF BUTTSEX JOKES.
Seriously, the miners talk about buttsex more than the gay men of my acquaintance. (But fewer musical theater jokes.) Every day, in the cage, buttsex jokes. Honestly!
I know this will pass. Things will work again. But man, it's hard to keep one's spirits up out here.
SO. Please leave me something in comments that will amuse me. And does not consist of buttsex jokes.
AND I AM SO SICK OF BUTTSEX JOKES.
Seriously, the miners talk about buttsex more than the gay men of my acquaintance. (But fewer musical theater jokes.) Every day, in the cage, buttsex jokes. Honestly!
I know this will pass. Things will work again. But man, it's hard to keep one's spirits up out here.
SO. Please leave me something in comments that will amuse me. And does not consist of buttsex jokes.