It's electrifying!

I've got chills 

They're multiplying

And I'm losing control

'Cause the power you're supplying...

I'm supposed to be writing an article right now.

I can't think of anything to write on the topic.

So instead I'm looking through pictures B has sent me from his phone.

And singing the words to Grease songs.

You know how those playground slides can be.

Peanut always wonders why his head feels so weird.