It’s 2am and I’m doing my laundry.
A’yep, (spit) I’m one hot-to-trot, sexy, stud-muffin of a Geek, ain’t I? Folding my unmentionables while most of the rest o’ the world is all tuckered out and asleep in their jammies. Oh yeah, I can tell all’s yawl want me. I just know all you ladies are licking your monitors right now, wishing it were an ice-cold Geeksicle made from 100% GeekMan juice, but it ain’t! It’s just a monitor and you’ll all just have to suffer without me ‘cause I’m busy doing MAN’S work, folding these here blue jeans and pairing up these foot condoms so’s I don’t wind up putting on two lefties and making my poor right foot feel all outta-whack all’s the day long. That’s why I can’t spare no time today for the likes o’ you sex-hungered, Geek worshipping, ladies of leisure, no-how.
But I sure wish I could! Yee-HA!
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Oy, my life is so fricking sad…
I’ll trade your life for mine . . . my oh so exciting Friday night plans were to do laundry, by myself, all alone, with no one there. Can anybody beat this pathetic life?
nothing is sexier than a man who does his own laudry…except a man who does mine too.
and mine!
foot condom. HA