35. Joke
Okay. First things first, I'm back to normal. No more monster, no more constant vaguely-unsettled feeling in the pit of my stomach whenever I look at myself.
Now. I'm not going to make any accusations here, I am just KINDLY asking whoever's put whoopee cushions everywhere to CUT IT OUT. It was kinda cute the first two or three times it happened, but now it's just annoying.
...how do you keep putting them exactly where I'm going to sit down, anyway?
At any rate, Bridge won't stop giggling and my cat won't come out from under my bed after he popped one by accident.
Now. I'm not going to make any accusations here, I am just KINDLY asking whoever's put whoopee cushions everywhere to CUT IT OUT. It was kinda cute the first two or three times it happened, but now it's just annoying.
...how do you keep putting them exactly where I'm going to sit down, anyway?
At any rate, Bridge won't stop giggling and my cat won't come out from under my bed after he popped one by accident.