…since I’ve listened to Staind. Or had a computer. Sorry, internet. I’ll make it up to you sometime. I’ll buy you an ice cream. You want an ice cream cone? Aww don’t cry, sport, I promise I’ll make it up to you next time.

This picture summarizes how I currently feel.

Google Instant Blacklist

The word in foreign currencies

Bad steak? Impossible.

This makes me think of the Kramer painting.