Fucking Daylight Saving. I can't afford to lose an hour.
Last week alone, I lost an hour picking up after the dog on our walks. Two hours vanished whilst standing in line at The Beer Store, returning empties. And I lost a good forty minutes when my dick got caught in a zipper. (I was trying on new trousers at Sears.)
In an effort to stave off the theft of another sixty minutes, I started drinking early tonight. (Won't even notice it's missing tomorrow.)
Llewellen... tap us a keg. And make it snappy. Time's awastin'.
3 years ago