What are habits, anyhow? Until someone defines it, I'll fill this space with things I do a lot.
I loooooove electrical wires.�
I have even written a little poem about them.
Some say we don't belong together
That we should split apart
But I turn to you when I get lonely
I chew on you until your wires part
Good thing the things I chew on aren't turned on
Because by now, I would be gone.
