My Brain Is Overloaded

I am officially too busy at the office to work. My brain is overloaded and the circuitry is malfunctioning. That burning smell is microwave popcorn. Someone roll me out of here, down the hall and into the elevator. Press the lobby button and I'll do the rest.

I am not making sense to myself, in other words if you can understand anything I am saying you need to go and check yourself into the nearest asylum.

Whoa.