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There's no hot water.

I am going to go to work, function for eight hours, come home, and weep until I fall asleep, I swear to god. *sighs*

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Sam: I just had a patron named Meta Burger.
M: Meta Burger? I married him!
Sam: No, it's like, a sandwich as commentary on hamburgers.
M: Or maybe it's like an expression of a hamburger, rather than the thing itself.
Sam: The distilled essence of hamburgerdom.
M: This day has gone on way too long already.