And then, like clockwork, this appeared.
They might as well have used a picture of Optimus Prime.
Seriously, dude. I’m sorry I scratched up your car. And I promise I’ll buy my own pack of cigarettes this weekend. I just want people to talk to me again.

FREE for women. Expensive for babies.
Roses are red, violets are blue, I am Sandstone, I am melons.
Look, I know I’m an East Coast white woman with time to pose for chiaroscuro portraits, but I really need some cash to tip the guy at Starbucks.