But when a spider the size of my thumb is crawling up my leg, I will most eagerly light myself on fire.
It’s like they don’t know what personal space is.
Also, he may have lived in some shipping totes I’m cleaning out.
Don’t get me wrong, dude, you’re pissed, but one of us willingly burned herself and the other is apartment hunting.
….now I feel guilty. Find yourself a condo, guy.
Calling them a dildo.
@churchofbobsaget , they required the explanation, which made me sound hella clever as I destroyed the bond of familial kinship. Super badass. I didn’t even look back at the explosion.
In all seriousness, I might get arrested if she keeps pushing me. I have never wanted to throatpunch a bitch more than I do now.
kinda wanna make out, kinda want take-out