I just feel like putting this out here, because I feel kinda crappy.
So, rewind to 2007. My parents are divorced. It's been that way for almost as long as I can remember. My dad met this woman who was going through tough times. My dad offered to house her and her two daughters, ages 7 (or thereabouts) and 13 (or thereabouts). We've got roommates.
We got along pretty good, for the most part. They were practically family. It was the closest I'll ever get to having a sister.
So I've been mini-wallpost-conversing with @Kakuna Matata for several days now, and we started talking about Cowboy Bebop. She wrote;
"Okay, 3, 2, 1, let's jam~"
So I wrote back;
She complimented me, and I offered my services to create the entire theme song, type version. She said;
"Go for it."
So I said;
Happy f***ing Black Friday. I think I'll rant for a second on how much I hate Black Friday.
You don't want me to do it? Well screw you, I'm doing it.
I despise Black Friday. First of all, it's the day after Thanksgiving, and there's a limited supply of things on sale. That's why you see people camping out for Black Friday sales.
Now, to make my first point against this sad excuse for a "holiday", why the hell is it the day after Thanksgiving?
On behalf of all nonreligious people, I would like to apologize for us being such massive jackasses about how much we despise organized religion. We'll try to be a little less dickheaded during this holiday season of yours, we promise.