In the last 20 years, it seems that computers have taken over. They're in our homes, they're in our hands... darn it, they're soon going to be in our heads, for sure!
You feel kinda down for the rest of the night, that was your favorite shirt man They apologize, you say nothing and wait for your friends. But when they arrive, you can't stop looking at the wet patch on your top and crotch. Why does this shit have to happen to me?