And now, for another edition of random acts of cruelty. I came across this gem at some point while meandering through memery and other assorted forms of mental masturbation – A hidden camera to capture the reactions might have been even better. However, as a considerate person, I totally identify with why the prankster opted not to. I mean, when I replaced my Moutain Dew in the work fridge with.. Read More
PhonesomniAct
The beauty about texting is the invisibility cloak that shields my absolute absence of ardor. Thank god. I’m trying to be nice, but when I’m sleepy, hurting or annoyed in general – my inner werewolf (don’t be fooled by that term, “inner”, as you needn’t dig far to find him) surfaces like some acrid gaseous emission from the depths of a bath. At such times as these, the mere concept.. Read More