I'm officially a squirrel killer. He seen a car coming and ran back across the street. Apparently, he couldn't differentiate between Ford Explorer and small compact car.. so he ran in front of me and my left front tire. RIP you stupid squirrel.
The scene in Monty Python and the Holy Grail where they compare the witch to the duck and wood.. is it possible to solve all of life's problems using their logic? Explain.
Also, even come near my ass, and I'll fucking cut it off. We'll go to LAN parties and play online games until all hours of the night.. just like normal couples. ;)