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EVERY morning I wake up at 1:30am, LAUNCHING myself out of bed, pausing only to NAILGUN my SCROTUM if my body has the TEMERITY to grant me an ERECTION, because ♥♥♥ is FUN and FUN is BAD!
Then I make myself a pot of COFFEE, and POUR IT STRAIGHT INTO MY EYES, because CAFFEINE is LITERAL CANCER if you drink it and PAIN is GOOD. At this point I might have to NAILGUN my SCROTUM again in case the PAIN makes me hard.
Then I HITCH myself to my SELF DRIVING CAR, eschewing the comfort of the seats so that I can be DRAGGED across the ROAD because LUXURY is for ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ and PAIN GOOD.
I arrive at WORK where my BOSS Jocko greets me with a PAIL of LIQUID NITROGEN as PUNISHMENT for arriving .01 attoseconds late (I was supposed to be there 2am SHARP) and I THANK HIM because COLD SHOWERS are ALPHA and the drop in temperature calms my PAIN FUELED ERECTION before I need to ask for the NAILGUN.