Today (so far) has been a great day. My additional memory for my new HP Workstation is installed, and now I’m running 128 Gb of RAM. I’m thinking about wearing racing gloves. It’s like going to a house party (swinger’s party), and all the wives know your dick is bigger than their husbands! My computer is bigger than yours!
Or like that time you walked sleepy-eyed down to the family room to see the Christmas tree and look for your new pony or your Red Ryder BB gun. That was before your parents told you the horrible truth about Santa Claus and how he would jump a 12-volt battery to Rudolph’s balls so his nose would light up.
After learning that soul-crushing truth that destroyed your innocent childhood, you knew the mall Santa was laughing behind your back when you asked for a new saddle for your pony. And saw the Elves taking upskirt pictures of your mom.
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