Stripes or plaid? Hulu or local news? Innies or outies? Life is hard, so many questions. Seriously?? This reminds me of the Upper-Class Blues:
Woke up at noon
Called my broker
Then made a cup of jasmine tea
Hopped into my Maybach
Dealt with all the payback
Why does everything happen to me?

The end of restlessness stokes the fires of gratitude like the spinner knob on the steering wheel used to make you feel kewl! So a laparoscopy is not the term for unfriending lesbians, thus, boozeless breaks are not the death knell for our nirvana. Why? If it's not real you need the boost but home together is our favorite choice for exuberance.

Fault me not for continuing the eternal wish for another ride on the jizzacoaster. It's that good.