...that I'm bored?
No? Well I am.
Very.
For some reason, this week has been going extremely slowly. In-cred-ibly, slowly. Monstrously slowly.
Slower than a sloth that's been dead these past hundred years?
Well, that's hard to say, that sloth could be catapulting through space on a speeding comet, which would not be very slow. However, that sloth could also be stuck in some sort of time vortex which slowed him down relative to us so that a second for him was a year for us.
...
Would that be slow?
I'm not sure. If we could see him, then it would look like he wasn't moving at all, but dead sloths (slothes?) don't move very much anyway, so it would be hard to tell.
The point is that I'm bored, this week is going slowly and I'm obsessed with the speed of dead sloth animals.
Sloth! Sloth! Sloth!
