SD, P.C., lurkers, I can't stay.
Shouldn't stay.
Even though, on a Monday like this it's what I would so love to do.
But they will fire me, and then I will have no more shiny toys, or Internets, and I will have to sell my Zoom Zoom and ride a bicycle again.
I would have to clean windshields with my bodily fluids, for a few pennies. After a month I would have enough to plop down in a Net cafe and visit DS again, just to remember the good times. Then they would find me dead in a gutter, an empy bottle of jack in my claw and my liver shrunken up like a half-chewed wad of beef jerky =(
So happy monday.