You will be staring stoically at your Martini while moving your stir stick between the ice cubes saying to yourself...
Why? Why did I have to do it?
The Shrink...Fishhead...Wil...yeah, they're a bit wacko but they're all good guys.
Why did I have to do it?
Why did I have to get so hung up on post number 55,555? Why couldn't I have just skipped it and gone right to number 55,556?
Why did I have to order 2,000 cases of Coors to the 2005 Rx bash? Wouldn't 1500 have been enough?
And why, good God, why did I have to bring my AK47???
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