. . . and I'm on the internet, listening to (and singing along with) the Rocky Horror Picture Show soundtrack.
I should just put my penis in a box and stick it under my bed and be done with it.
Also, I would love to have a drink with Dr. Frank-N-Furter. Not in a gay way (as if it's possible to do anything with Frank-N-Furter in a non-gay way). He just seems like a cool guy to hang out with. If he was real and not Tim Curry in a corset.
If I was gay, or a woman, I would definitely hit that.
I feel now is a fantastic time to repeat my statement about giving up and putting my penis away forever.
So, how's Friday night going for everybody else?