My skin is dry as an old woman's armpit. I need to run out to 7/11 and get some moisturizer. I have these scaley, cracked little bumps. They're all irritated and itchy and sore. Oh, you don't want to know what it looks like. Heaven forbid. Looks like I've been bitten by a bunch of giant martian spiders. God.
Can't it rain on Mars just ONCE in my lifetime? I am so sick of it.
I see the Chinese are controlling the weather for the Olympics like a bunch of old wizards conjuring up Oobleck. Damn China, send us a rain machine, would you?
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