Hey Internet,
My email has been full of messages from services offering to sell me the cheapest Viagra and/or Cialas.
What the what, Internet?
I mean, I understand that you might be frustrated that I wasn't able to "perform" the other night, even with all that glorious pornography you showed me, but you seemed so kind and understanding at the time. You didn't judge - you let me go and surf some comic book news websites to relax. And, I mean, after I found those pictures of Megan Fox in her costume from the upcoming JONAH HEX movie, we eventually sealed the deal.
So why did you have to go and tell all these online erectile dysfunction medication pushers that I needed their services. I thought we had something special, something that was ours.
Obviously I was wrong, Internet.
I'll check you out tonight. If you really want to let me know you're sorry, find me some hot Eliza Dushku nipple-slips. Or Katie Perry. Oh, or that girl from the Progressive insurance ads. Yeah, she's weird-hot...
See, no medicine needed, Internet. See you tonight.
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