Do you ever just feel kinda so-so? How about sometimes when it's dusk on a Sunday night and you're listening to Dr. Demento in the backseat on the way home when all you've got waiting for you is a dinner of leftovers and your unfinished math homework? Or you have to give a report on a book you haven't even taken out of the library, let alone read. Or the squirt-gun you tucked into your belt has leaked all over your crotch, again. Or right before the chiropractor administers general anesthesia? Well, the internet! (cko rools)
