Thoughts before a long weekend.

Spurred by the conversation On Suki's LJ, I got to thinking.

I could probably live without any television whatsoever. I could probably do without music, too, but that would be harder. Books, on the other hand, are a necessity. Newspaper is a joke - I read the sunday comics, kim clips coupons, and neither of these are exactly dependent on either activity.

Of course, I couldn't go without my PC. heh.

Oh, you _FUCKS._

"Full Warranty."

That term seems to imply the replacement of all non-consumable basic components, as supplied by the manufacturer at time of purchase, doesn't it?

"Oh, no it don't, dawg. Y'all gots to get that shit outta yo head."

Guess whose "Full Warranty" doesn't cover the factory sunroof or most of his stock suspension parts?

That's right, I'm probably gonna be out a couple thousand fucking dollars ON TOP of the cost of the "warranty" I bought with my car because both of the above bits wore out and/or broke under normal use, while still under the warranty period.

Penn Warranty Company, you have been targeted and locked on. Your ass is mine. No lube. Geico tried to fuck me and failed. Progressive tried to fuck me and failed. FedEx is trying to fuck me, and they will fail.

PWC, you will fail. Nobody fucks me.

C'mere, bitch. It's playtime.

That fucking muse is back. She's getting strapped down, electrocuted, and then I'm using her ashes to scrawl something.

Yeah, bedtime for Bonzo.

I'll be back shortly, elbow-deep in elf ash.