you failed my test, Herr Zak.
the big kahuna, the important one, the one worthy of a feather in a cap, and a cigar.
you dropped mommy's heirloom china. you microwaved your hot dog for too long and it burst into ruin. you overfed the washing machine detergent and bubbly discharge has vomited all over your wooden floor- which will invariably cause warping and result in the loss of your deposit.
oh, merciful creator, oh supreme providence! if only you hadn't confused the salt with the sugar, the baking soda with the MSG!
too much toilet paper, too much!
i'm so disappointed. i am so overcome with inconsolable grief, so dejected, so crestfallen, so blue. i shall never recover. i shall tortuously sink deeper into that abysmal emptiness, that impalpable fog, that grey despair- where there is only room for the one, for the forsaken, for the abandoned. into that space reserved only for the dregs, the waste, the refuse - me.
OH GOD! Make this post end!
edit: i'm glad that's over.
This post has been edited by daowei: 05 December 2012 - 11:21 PM