Sean, trying to dry hump everything around the office, like he's "in season" or something, then Little Rufus shows with rolled-up newspaper and thwacks Sean across the back of the head, in hopes that Sean would come back to his senses.
He was screaming over and over, "media!, media!" and, hearing that, Alexa ordered him some CD-R's. He got his semi-erect dickle stuck in the hole in the middle of one of the discs, broke the disc in his clumsy caveman hand, which almost sliced his dick clear-off.
Which would have calmed him down more than a little bit, this blogger wots.
And then, they were like "God uses the weak to confound the strong". And I thought, "Bernie!" But this is not a joke, as much, but a stern rebuke to the elite. "Examine yourselves, lest you be found wanting". Nebuchednezzar saw the hand writing on the wall, and had to ask the interpretation of such.
"God is trying to say that you suck, Sean", said Haimish Excelsior. And being mock humble, I might say, "I use the week to get my swerve on, then watch teevee all weekend".
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