Someone needs to tell the Dark Uberlord that Monday morning means you ease into the week slowly and gently with much nurturing and care. You don't show up and dump three months worth of crapola on my desk and want all of it now. Not if you value your life and the use of your limbs.
Anyway, while I snarl, complain and delve into this pile of paper madness, it's my day over at the Mustache, so get your ass over there and help me slander the evil cosmos that is '80s music. Yes I did go there. And you know I'm right.
About Me
- The Guv'ner
- Satisfying like a good, grilled cheese sandwich. With the good cheese and carmelized onions. And maybe some diced peppers. And a beer. Huh?
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