so friday was like: dear diary, two cats in a duffle bag. the end. i came home late with bleeding hands to find the tapestries ripped off my walls because thats what little tweedledumb and big kitty like to do when they psychopathically know im having one of those days that makes me start to pull the flesh around my fingers off. but, to their
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"But Wade, if they see a millions of chicken wings... They're gonna know we were smoking the pot!"
Okay, I feel better.
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*Hot child in the city*
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