Do they make a golf-ball size Valium?

Jim is at his mother's home. Someone did something and both the telephone and cable are out. They will not be back up until Monday afternoon.

Jim is cut off from the Internet. He can text-message on his cell phone. He has no Web access.

The phrase "bouncing off the walls" most likely applies.

When he returns to the land of HTTP, all hell is going to break loose. Until then I am going to post whatever I damn enough please. There may be nakkid pictures here soon. I have a Coca-Cola next to the keyboard. I turned off the security cams and unlocked the doors. Anarchy am amuck!