Enema lair, that is what I said with a smile to myself when I got into the train to Brooklyn at around 5:00PM today, of course I had to go back to 57th street so I could sit down and take a nap. I fucking hate fridays, not only do I gotta wake up at 7:00AM but the people that I have to be around, they are fucking annoying and irritating. I think that fridays stink because a lot of people surround me that I don't like. When I went to gym at around 8:00PM, the people at the gym also not to my liking: the men's locker is filled with dirty and stinky motherfuckers and there are no hot chicks in the gym. I even packed my gasmask into the gym bag, just in case. I only spent 15 seconds on the treadmill and went home. Actually I walked around for 1 hour then came back in hopes that some hot chick would show up, but she didn't, so I went home.
The people, they fucking suck, just like half of people here on XPT (you know who you are).
Enema lair - at the end of the day thats the idea that makes me happy, puts as smile on my face and reminds me that I am sane, well, at least in my own way.
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