I’ve sincerely had it with this site, seriously I have really. If that’s not enough repetition for you, you can always read on to find out how good I really am at boring the pants off your face after a pleasurable cunnilingus. Seriously!
If you have followed our careers here on Quantoplethora or whatever the hell the name of this thing is, you must have noticed that everybody just complains. This is not a way to create a successful website! Instead, we should dedicate our time and energy to writing awe-inspiring articles about the way the Universe is constructed, a new skin lotion, or an improved vibrator that frees you to perform something more important in less than 30 seconds, if you are healthy and younger than, say, 35 years – but even that depends on the way you prepare yourself for the procedure.
While the above seems like a thing anyone could have written – why didn’t anyone write it? I had to do it, and I’m not anyone! (I don’t mean to say I’m no-one.)
I had a closer look at some of the posts on this site and realized that everyone else also complains about everyone else complaining. That doesn’t change my attitude a bit. I have a perfectly good reason for complaining, because I mention cunnilingus while the others do not.
Probably the best way to take this is to calm down a bit. We are encouraged to write our posts any which way, for some reason. We are paid pretty well, too. Imagine if we all suddenly realized life is nothing but a series of happenstances that make sense to us only because our brain is constructed in such a way that making money is the only solution and we tend to form a coherent story of whatever happens, like a couple of weeks ago when my dog ate my homework and I got an F.