It is raining bathtubs outside right now . . . I’m watching for any
cats, dogs, or frogs . . . this is yet another of several heavy
rainstorms we’ve had recently in Hogtown – no hail yet, but I’m
paying close attention to see if I can break the hallways of reality
my co-workers currently live inside.
And, of course, you know the cause of this heavy rain . . . it’s the
Baby Jesus crying because you masturbate.