Things to do when you've taken leave of your senses...OR,
Gestapo disorientation techniques...
Thing: Rouse yours truly from a migraine and drug induced soporific stupor by means of a manful prodding (from a cowardly distance, I might add) having been foiled in previous attempts by government issue earplugs, eye mask and equine sized doses of codeine; to announce in all earnestness:
Something is wrong with the internet, I can't open my page.Which when translated from Asshat, in case you were wondering, means:
Look out! The sky is falling! It's 4:30pm EST on a Sunday afternoon and I can't get into my Yahoo mail account.A word of warning: This is the sort of episode which ends with the local evening news bobblehead emoting something of the like:
Neighbours expressed shock, and yes, even a little awe over the carnage; with one elderly gentleman noting:
[quote]She seemed like such a nice girl. Mmm mmm... You just never know. So quiet too...[endquote]