I guess we all get depressed from time to time. Brigitte is now. So what do I do?
Well, I take a picture of her little plants in the window. See how that makes things better?
Fucking sun. What's up with that? Piss off. I need a rainy day right now, you 12,000 degree-burning asshole. Go find some friendly clouds and seduce them, willya? Oh, I know, you MARCH ACROSS THE SKY in your inexorable way, but fuck you, you're flat and don't think about denying it and you fucking BURNED ME when I was a kid, you asshole.
Burned
Red
Horror.
So maybe, you could think twice about rising tomorrow morning?
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