Tell him you throw away all his pamphlets when he leaves.

Lay out all of the pamphlets on your mattress, then lay on it naked and send it to him. Send me a copy too. Do it flaccid obviously, wouldn't want to make it weird.

I don't think he has the guy's address or enough money to mail a mattress.

Man, Saturday went from awesome to **** once I sobered up and went to my friends to find out that I still can't spend my goddam money on this stupid card. Should be good tomorrow, but they also said it'd be ready in 3 days last Saturday.

I wish it were tax season so I could put it in your head that you're being audited.

Wouldn't work regardless.

Just like your card.

we'll see about that

I’m trying very hard not to waste my time and energy before work worrying about having to go to work. It’s very important to me to keep my emotions in check.