Right now Im sitting in my basement popping Xanex (to call my nerves) from a Pez dispenser surrounded by jugs of water while tightly gripping my sawed off shotgun.
From the news coverage I wasn't sure if it was going to snow or Godzilla was going to emerge from the Atlantic Ocean and pop a squat in Central Park. First I got the terrorists, the swine flu, and now I've got to deal with this shit.
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