I almost broke my fucking speakers

I was frustrated and banging shit around and punching things and throwing things cursing up to high heaven. :cheers2:

 

they call them speakers, but you never see them speak

 

Still sober prax?

 

Serenity Now!

 

Yep.

Over a month on the wagon; over two months with no cigs.

Edit: About a month with no pussy.

 

Good for you mate!

Why were you smashing the shit out of things then?

EDIT: I saw your edit and guessed this was the answer to my question.

 

hmmmmm...

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1-23EToh43M

 

I punched the table so hard, the thing bounced off the the floor and fell on top of the speakers and toppled them over. Incredible!

I think my dick just grew two inches in size.

 

No, no.

It was my choice to break up with this girl I was seeing. LAST thing I want right now is to deal with women.

I need to get through with certain things first.

 

Punching tables gives you a hard on?

 

Oh, yeah.

Are you off the bottle too, red? Now that you're getting pussy and all.

 

HAH! My life changes more frequently than a teenager's crush.

I'm no longer getting laid. My choice, not hers.

I've also been on a bit of a going out buzz recently. It's midterm and I don't have any earky mornings to deal with.

 

You're my walking shadow, red!

Let's hear it.

I quit my chick because...bleh. I wasn't excited about her. I'm over going through the motions with women. Either I'm into the thing or I'm out the door.

 

a real charmer, i see

 

I'm no gentleman. Fuck you very much.

 

I stopped seeing this girl because she called me too much and seemed to be head over heels after a very short time.

I had to do battle with my libido to actually break up with her. The sex had been awesome.

 

Same here.

I only had one girl felt as good as this one. And that girl sent me head over heels.

You can't win, can you?

 

Nope. That's for sure.

As sad as this sounds, I've almost resigned to the fact that I may never actually fall in love again.

 

Wow. That's pretty stark, red.

As good as it feels to commiserate, I don't like to hear things like that from my peers.

Yet, I think things of the same ilk. And I don't even know what the whole love thing is about, anyway. Have I ever been in love? Anybody's guess...