Damn ISP. I hate you.
Dave here again sending you this haiku from Leslie as she spews forth this haiku over the phone in between rants about how her ISP sucks goat eggs. I have never heard this much filthy language over the phone in my life that didn’t have a per minute charge to it. It was kinda hot.
Spent day with a nervous twitch
Dave to the rescue.
We awoke to our greatest nightmare – the storms over the last 12 hours had killed our internet access. So I (Dave) travelled into work to make sure your day was complete with a haiku. This had so better get me laid.
sleeping in Julia’s bed
never felt so good
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