As I was going down to get dinner I noticed that HBO was showing Elaine Stritch's one-woman show. Being that I was really hungry, I went and got dinner and switched the station on the large screen television we have in the cafeteria. Everyone had to listen and watch her sing.
After about five minutes, I realized that I didn't really give a damn about Elaine Stritch, but I didn't allow anyone to change the station. I just like forcing my sexuality on others. I'm a stinker.
