Your eyes are redder than an Irish tan
Is your digital clock ticking?
Your feet are frozen hamburgers but your ass is a piping hot meatloaf
The bags under your eyes look like a bulldog’s throat
By now even the bed bugs have gone to sleep
The sun rises up like a huge middle ﬁnger
EVEN AT REST, COMPUTER PROGRAMMERS STRIVE FOR EFFICIENCY
Masturbate or sleep
This is a tough decision
Two birds with one stone?
C’mon nocturnal emission
Cats make more Z’s than Zorro