Insert dickfish, please!
Not IT-inclined
Guise, I got the fucking Coof July 4 weekend.
On Monday the 5th, I had my Homeopathic Dr. prescribe a Z-Pack, Ivermectin, & HCQ. On July 9th, I was a caged lion wanting to get back into the Jungle that we sometimes reference as the Matrix, or the "Real World". Spouseanaon threatened to withhold "spousal duties" if I ventured out prior to seven days of "Q arntine". I I said, "Mama, git your elbows on a pillow, point your "money-maker" toward the ceiling fan, and prepare to experience and enjoy the benefits of HCQ! Her response: A giggle, a snort, and this: "Mother Fucker, stay in the the house three more days, pop a Viagra, and I'll put my money maker anywhere you want. But, if you think you can get me off with HCQ, you are a delusional SOB"!
I stayed home three more days, got a Blue Pill, and had me a good time!
Follow the Science!