As I stare listfully off into the distance, I can't help but wonder HTF it's only Thursday? And wonder HTF I'm going to get drunk tonight? And HTF I'm going to get to work tomorrow past all the 9/11 ceremonies. And HTF I'm gonna stop myself from drilling some conspiracy theorist (I'm looking at you, Charlie Sheen...Two and a Half Men ain't good enough to allow you to be so moronic, go to Scientology with the rest of the jiggy celebrities).
Honestly, KM. HTF can I do this for years to come? Can SOMEONE win the lottery and/or come up with a zillion dollar idea so me and Dilla can race yachts? is that too much to ask?
I officially call for movie script idea generation. HTF can we not get rich with this brain power/hilarity? HTF?
