Being the loving, concerned and caring mother I am, I’m terribly worried about my computerized progeny. She’s contracted bubonic plague or Kuru or something and cannot function for more than five minutes at a time without freezing up, shutting herself down, being inundated with gay porn, airline ticket discounts and an opportunity to meet horny housewives in Houston.
Delightful….not even stuff I’m remotely interested in.
See? Even Trojan Horse viruses hate me.
Anyway, I’m taking my cyber daughter in to see her cyberchologist this afternoon in order to determine what his non-English speaking ass can do for my ill, but erstwhile daughter. She needs help.
He assures me that I’ll be porn free and completely incapable of meeting horny Houston housewives by pop up and no later than Wednesday, then I’m heading to the Hills for a few days.
So, please come back next week. Monday; Tuesday at the latest. I promise, more hoot awaits you.
Gee, you’re lucky….a huge bill for major computer douching awaits me.