As is par for the course, I'm feeling better now that it's early evening. I can already hear the cries of, "Early evening? What are you talking about? 5:12 p.m. is late afternoon, you bitch." My reply: "Considering it starts getting dark at 4:30, I call this early evening. And don't call me names, fuckass."
Profanity on a Sunday evening...that's the epitome of everything that's right with the world.
Profanity on a Sunday evening...that's the epitome of everything that's right with the world.
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