[LWJ]

I drug a "windows technical center" guy through 45 minutes of listening to me talk about my rock band and ineptly try to work my computer. As we got down the road a bit, I whispered to him "it all started when I watched some porno." He encouraged me and agreed that my computer was in fact goofed up because of this but he could fix it. Then I told him that I preferred "barnyard scenes, man on dog, horse on man, etc." He got really quiet. Some other guy got on the phone and cursed me out in non-sensical profanity then hung up.

My kids laughed so hard that I was mildly concerned for their health. Good times.