I’M A HOBBY? HOW DEGRADING.
I told Veronika that she needed a Job and a Hobby so that I could get more work done. (So she wasn’t such a drain on my attention.)
She said “Me?”. Pause. Contemplation. Scowl. “A hobby? I have you.”
I said “I’m a hobby?” “Nice.”
Women are crazy. But they’re soft and they smell good and you can’t find that in nature very easily. š
There. Catharsis complete. š
Source date (UTC): 2013-06-16 04:17:00 UTC
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