Humph on Burnout. I am clearly too good a driver for it.
You all still need to be fragged. Now more than ever you bunch of impudent urchins.
ION, 300! This weekend!
Wash ,'Bushwhacked'
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Humph on Burnout. I am clearly too good a driver for it.
You all still need to be fragged. Now more than ever you bunch of impudent urchins.
ION, 300! This weekend!
I am clearly too good a driver for it.
So you intentionally failed to hit anything, then?
So you intentionally failed to hit anything, then?
Intentionally? No. But my mad driving skillz kicked in at a subconscious level ensuring no vehicular damage.
But my mad driving skillz kicked in at a subconscious level
So you drive on autopilot?
So I'm home and want to take a nap, but I can't because I'm waiting for the results of my sleep study. Now that, Alanis, is ironic.
So you drive on autopilot?
Diagnosis: Smartassery
Prescription: Major Fraggitude.
Oh dear. The next door neighbor is apparently rediscovering his love of the guitar via random riffs of bad 80's metal bands. Help me.
I've resisted googling for images of shingles until now.
I've got shingles.
And I may be able to infect the kids with chickenpox.
::headdesk::
Oh Cash, I'm so sorry. Definitely get thee into the urgent care tonight to get the anti-viral, ok? We worry about you.
Bloody Hell, Cash. Speedy recovery, please.