Look, it's too fucking hot for this shit. I haven't been eating right or sleeping right, my electric bill is going to be absurd, and there is no fucking way I'm going out and mowing my lawn. My brain is functioning at about 70% of typical capacity, I haven't been writing, and my Dutch study has ground to a halt. The last thing I need is another fucking ape post. The first thing I need is one of them office chairs with a mesh back so I don't stick to it. I'm so retarded right now that I almost thought it was appropriate to make an "either ape goes or I go" post. Well I'm not going to do that. Those of you dickwads who have the power to expunge ape from the record can do whatever the fuck you want and I'll keep posting here regardless. But before you go ahead and choose not to ban the ape, you think long and hard about the psychological trauma you're inflicting on poor old Buttermilk.
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