Well, here I am at the library, as usual, but tonight is special. I have the distinct pleasure of listening to the guy 3 feet away from me snore. He's at the next carol, and he has his tossed back and he features an interesting combo between a wet, uvula*-vibrating gargle, occasionally marred by little chokes and soft purrs. I am temped to lob something at him to wake him up, but it would be clear who the culprit is. I will experiment with different methods of awakening him.
First comes the carol jolt.
Result: Unsuccessful. It's too heavy.
Next: loud noise.
Result: Success.
*Not vulva, you dirty pig. That thing that hangs in the back of your throat.
Now maybe i can get some work done.
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