This may be a sign, a message from Kali that I'm late with the monthly sacrifice of young, virgin razor clams. You know, to praise her glory and thank her for allowing us to breathe. And shit.
I'm always late with the damned monthly offerings and the late fees are just killer.
The prob might also be that our connection is suffering from yet another dose of the clap. We've a promiscuous little network.
It's one or the other. Best to text my IT Wizard now -- he'll know the right spell to cast to make everything all better.
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