They're your bongs! You need to fucking keep track of them! They're all in a garbage bag by the front door, getting ready to be taken out to the curb. The garbage truck comes around noon. Either rescue them and NEVER EVER LET ME FIND THEM IN MY LAUNDRY AGAIN, or they're gone for good.
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WOAH WOAH HEY! GODDAMMIT YOU CRAZY BITCH DON'T Y'ALL THROW MY SHIT AWAY!!
Oh my Lord, oh Jesus, oh HALE, no, no, nonononononono no titties; I swear I'll be good. 8(
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I will walk around this house naked.
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DAMMIT WOMAN. I'm taking my bongs and locking myself in the bathroom. Y'all do all the naked shit y'all want just don't expect me to come out!
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Crane, start leaving your bongs around. Try her bed.
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