<![CDATA[You want some major low-attention-span theater? Do what I'm doing right now, which is sit and listen to Holly play the Oregon Trail game on Facebook.
“Maybe if I had rested more.”
“Wait it started… how do I shoot?”
“Hmm. Explosive diarrhea.”
“Jackie’s dead? Oh, that’s horrendous.”
“How can I make some money here?”
I cannot imagine a more random series of inane non-sequiturs.
My wife, ladies and gentlemen. ]]>