I want to see the type E product.
For TMI, I never wear underwear, it way too uncomfortable.
I’m fascinated, but slightly confused. By the illustration and instructions. I understood Tinker just fine.
I usually only keep one scrotum on me, the other I leave in the trunk of the car for emergencies.
1:15pm- Aloha print and leis. Luau Wednesday?
1:25pm- lady at the desk said it was to make up for Mother’s Day. I thought the DMV couldn’t get sadder.
1:35pm- Security Guard didn’t get the memo. FUCKIN UP THE VIBE, BRAD
1:37pm- woman seated next to me shakes her leg constantly. Possibly related, my left eye is twitching something terrible.
1:52pm- the rogue child with a wiffle ball bat has taken to using it as a golf club, swinging at various and sundry detritus, wiffle ball included among those
1:55pm- friendly man talks to Wiffle Bat. Asks if he plays for the Angels. A Dodger fan, I am conflicted in how to process this warm gesture.
2:00pm- SCANDAL! Wiggle Leg is discovered to have a purse dog when it begins barking! “She alerts me when she feels threatened.” Apparently Wiffle Bat’s exuberance was too much for Purse Dog. Purse Dog’s efficacy as a service animal comes into question, Brad does nothing.
2:30pm- in car, ready to leave.
I’m in line at the DMV trying not to smell the person in front of me.
Institutionalized learning does absolutely nothing to prepare one for this.
I have a desktop again!