Marc

If idiocy had a first name, it'd be Marc. I just felt down the stupid side of the stupid parking lot next door trying to do my stupid laundry (which costs me two stupid dollars). My feet, legs, and arms are gashed all to hell, and now I have to basically bathe in bactine. Fucking flip-flops.

My ear hurts, and my shoulder hurts, I have two owwee's...