woo boy am i in a cranky mood. :mad:

it could simply be due to the incredibly dreary rain swimming around my block of flats.

it could be a healthy dose of confusion and insecurity after a mediocre afternoon with simon.

it might be caused chemically from the variety of substances enjoyed over the weekend.

maybe i’ll just blame it on the perceived anti-american sentiment in my local neighborhood of finsbury park

it’s probably a bit of all of this, rolled into one big pooroll. a pooroll is just like a nutroll, but instead it’s made of poo.