Well, just think about it. You know that Peter really hates his job because they took his mouth away as a disciplinary measure. He doesn't remember it, but the hatred of the job is the same. (Not that you need to have an Agent take your mouth away to hate working in a lifeless, fluorescently-lit hell hole, though.) Since I've been thinking about it, I believe that the occupational hypnotist really offered Peter a red pill and a blue pill, and he took the blue pill and forgot everything, and was filled with a sense of well-being, which manifested itself in not giving a shit about his job.
For a while there, I thought Michael Bolton may know the secret of the Matrix, but I can't image his residual body image looking that bad. What got me going was "PC Load Letter!!" That has to be a code of some sort.
(Not that you need to have an Agent take your mouth away to hate working in a lifeless, fluorescently-lit hell hole, though.)
No, indeed. Though it often feels like that, anyway.
Since I've been thinking about it, I believe that the occupational hypnotist really offered Peter a red pill and a blue pill, and he took the blue pill and forgot everything, and was filled with a sense of well-being, which manifested itself in not giving a shit about his job.
Sounds about right. Where can I get one of those blue happy pills?
For a while there, I thought Michael Bolton may know the secret of the Matrix, but I can't image his residual body image looking that bad.
Maybe he just has more important things to worry about than his residual body image. You know men, they don't have the body image issues women do. They think they're hot no matter how dumpy they are in reality.
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*head explodes as the time/space continuum shifts and brings two previously unrelated BSOs together*
You've wrecked me for the day.
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For a while there, I thought Michael Bolton may know the secret of the Matrix, but I can't image his residual body image looking that bad. What got me going was "PC Load Letter!!" That has to be a code of some sort.
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No, indeed. Though it often feels like that, anyway.
Since I've been thinking about it, I believe that the occupational hypnotist really offered Peter a red pill and a blue pill, and he took the blue pill and forgot everything, and was filled with a sense of well-being, which manifested itself in not giving a shit about his job.
Sounds about right. Where can I get one of those blue happy pills?
For a while there, I thought Michael Bolton may know the secret of the Matrix, but I can't image his residual body image looking that bad.
Maybe he just has more important things to worry about than his residual body image. You know men, they don't have the body image issues women do. They think they're hot no matter how dumpy they are in reality.