The only thing
creepier than dreams about ninjas attacking me in motel rooms is the
ads that are showing up on my computer after researching those dreams
online. Handsome men and ugly women in shining armor on motorcycles
trying to sell me hot yoga, human bone jewelry and enemas.
To deflect the ads
I searched for Katy Perry and Hello Kitty but that just made things
worse. I can't even describe the images the internet tried to sell
me. So I searched for monster trucks and punk rock. Now I'm being
offered doom and gloom but it's better than enemas.
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