I smell like sweaty stink. And I just showered like eight hours ago.
I get too many bad ideas from /.
What will it say in the newspaper about you when you die? In effect, write your own obituary.
Okay, post comments! I expect to see obituaries! When I get up from the sleep I'm about to retreat to, I'll post my own. I promise it'll be worth it.
Davie Bowie rox my sox. I missed this album...
...put off until I'm more creative...