Somehow this illustration of an Internet commenter's daily life looks familiar to many of us. Are we really this bad?
This is why I never swear off of the internet or any website that I frequent. I know I'll be back. It knows I'll be back. Any vow I make at this point is an ineffective whimper against the weight of my own addiction, like swearing off of coke just as my nose is hovering over the white lines across the hooker's stomach, I mean table.