FIVE DAYS OFF!!!!

Whoowhee! After tonight, I get an earth-shattering, ass-tattering, sweet fuck all, five days reprieve from the soul's death house that is work. I wonder what trouble I can get into with that much time off? Not to mention mad scribbling done, when sobriety intrudes. Yeehaaa! You lunkheads who read this, geef me call. I shall be on the veranda, lazing and farting. Hic!