I got beaten to a pulp today.

It was that pesky door with the hydraulic hinge that took its revenge. Right in my face as a matter of fact.

Must have been angry at all those times that I used my feet to kick it open. I suppose I should have been a nicer guy, but that's just not me.

Oh well, a nosebleed isn't going to stop me from having fun.

Having no money might, though...