Delicious When Served at Room Temperature with a Human Hair in it

"Saved to draft..." I'm losing count of posts suffering from this affliction. Then I write this. And I was trying to say Wha?

I'm attempting to knock down walls. (Intense stare from the Pussy as I type) "Knock down that wall, knock down that wall... And knock down that farcgin' wall." Only the walls are indestructible Inviso-brick. Can't see 'em and can make a dent when striking. I need a hobby. Or the time to participate in a hobby. Or an explosion. God I wish I loved watching sports.