We're not at the level of augmentation where we're referring to my cunt as "The Machine" she's merely "Genetically Enhanced"

I think I missed the freshers week session where we were given the gift of clairvoyance regarding the overall economic outlook, inflation and pay.

Was probs hungover tbh.

Hahaaa, it's seven years old so it has *a* smell, but not the one you're thinking of.

If you're not jumping on the back and holding on with one hand, then what sort of superhero/villain are you?
Disappointed tbh.

Medically thick.