Well, it is happening, that disgusting, repulsive blob is going to be sitting near me and I am horrified.
I will be subject to snorting, yes Steve Urkel level, and inane stories about this specimens existence.
What have I done to be plagued with such a burden? Lord give me strength. I fee like Job!
The worst part is that the blob is not only grating, annoying, unlikable and uncouth, but it is just gross to look at it.
I’m sorry, I’m a vain gal, I like a little eye candy.
I always say I’m going to pull out my box cutters, but this may push me to really mean it.
I can’t even fathom what the stench will be like once it is settled into its nest.
Just a little extra something to look forward to.