If ever there was a disease suited for introverts and lazy butts, COVID is it. Social distancing, no visiting, are like bacon and syrup drizzled on salad.
Too much snake-in (吃蛇), no clubbing makes a sad ballad. So a masked ranger one must be, so as not to become a stranger to the outside world.
Lying on the bed all day is too tempting, reading away all the dirty fantasies perverts send me.
