Why won't FUCKING GMAIL work on this computer?

Why do all the Czech boys with mohawks insist on turning them into dreadhawks? Instead of cute sexy mohawk, it looks like a decaying rat stapled to their head.

Why didn't I talk to that one unbelievably dreamy guy sitting across from me on the Metro? Seriously, he looked like a younger, sexier version of Colin Firth in Bridget Jones' Diary. DAMN, he was good lookin.

Why can't I get a job? Oh yeah, cause I haven't gotten off my ass and looked for one yet.

Anyway, peace out.