How do you know I didn't mean that I wanted to get back to fornicating with wells? *shifts eyebrow* More or less I'm just fed up with being home. I recently believe I have been attacked by a rouge flea infestation from my father's house, and now I have to spend a week at his house, because he wants me there. I don't want to go because of the possibility of more fleas (from the new dog, not my father's uncleanliness it's from the dog jumping in bed with me while I was unaware.) no privacy ever, feeling like a bad brother, and having to sleep on the floor in the "toy room" because I don't want to risk the bed and the dog again. That along with I feel like I don't see enough people at home.
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Because the way you wrote it, it sounds like: "I need to get back to fornicating with Wells."
Haha, I couldn't resist. But what's going on?
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