Shit. It's Friday night; I should be out fucking, drinking, robbing, killing, fighting or stripping (or some combination of the six). Instead I'm reading All Quiet on the Western Front. I mean -- fuck! -- the least I could do would be to read something not depressing...like..I dunno, Power Rangers fan fiction. At least then I'd be entertained.
Maybe I'll just pop in My An Evening With Kevin Smith DVDs.....WAIT! I've got an idea!
I just need a dildo and some rubber cement. Avert your eyes -- this won't be pretty...
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