People who actually properly appreciate music think your obscene conglomeration of sounds is far far away from decent.
Here’s my plan of attack for today.
Dear Mahsa,
You must finish these things by tomorrow:
The following by Wednesday:
The following in general:
there’s probably more.
Love,
Mahsa
You’re a silver edition TI-84. Calculate my numbers, bitch.
You ask why I’m so profane with my calculator? Well because recently she’s been giving me this overflow message, which shouldn’t be happening, because I SACRIFICED my games (including Super Mario and Tetris) so that it wouldn’t happen. She has more than enough memory to calculate my dear numbers.