We're in a transitional period -- hold that thought:
"Normally, both your asses would be dead as fucking fried chicken, but you happen to pull this shit while I'm in a transitional period so I don't wanna kill you, I wanna help you. But I can't give you this case, it don't belong to me. Besides, I've already been through too much shit this morning over this case to hand it over to your dumb ass."Sorry. Needed to get that one in there.
As we were saying, transitional period. Our summer job is starting and that means a week in the woods with booze, grass and hookers. And by booze, grass and hookers, we really mean booze, grass and coworkers.
So we'll be camping, unable to get near a computer, and will have to resort to masturbating by imagination which, to us, is like pretending to get drunk off of grape juice. Fucking bullshit.
While we're gone, we have three special guests who will be taking you through the middle of the week. We'll be back Friday with a little Would you do... action and maybe a story from our trip.
Play nice with the guest hosts while we're gone. We'll see you Friday, knuckleheads.