Saturdays are for lounging, half-dressed, half-washed, chair tilted back (or better yet, bed unrisen from), staring blearily up at a lovely array of pixels moving about at the command of a pair of thumbs on thumbsticks. Sadly, I'll be moving house instead, but at least I can read the comments section below and live vicariously through all of you, you half-dressed, half-washed bastards.
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