It's really really cold out here. You guys aren't helping me out nearly fast enough.
But, at least I have a name.
Tonight, this totally hot chick came by and talked to me. I could tell she was a mule, too, because she didn't even get a name.
Apparently her master was too lazy to think up names, and just, like, serialized them.
So, I tried to get her to sit in my lap, to warm me up. Things were looking up.
She sat in my armpit.
He I was trying to be all, like, suave, and she goes and gets a big whiff of Galka underarm.
I wish mules were allowed to shower.