Congress. Animal reservations. McDonald's. What do these three have in common?
A), they are all filled up with dead animals by about 3 AM, and B) I couldn't care less about any of these.

What else can't I care about?

Sponges
Got Milk ads
Spandex
Rubber Porcupines
Trouser-Press Cheese Toasty Machines
Cabbage trousers.
Emo
Wet Towels.
People who constantly grab parts of my body (Drew)(more of an actual annoyance more than an I-don't-care-about)
Books on cooking
Books on killing
Books on politics
Books on growing cauliflowers for dummies
Pocket protectors
Suspenders
Wedgies

You see, the list goes on and on. So, in the interests of pure boredom, and in the interests of the Procrasinators Convention (posponed until further notice) I beat Oblivion with a level 5 CHR

Boo ya.