Tis that time of year again
I just destroyed an entire bag of limited edition strawberry milkshake creme Oreos because as I was sitting at my desk, where the package happened to be, talking to Charlie on the phone, one of those eight-legged freaks came meandering around the side of the bag.
The closest killing utensil happened to be a hammer. Hammers and Oreos have never gotten along. The Oreos died a heroes death in the conquest for a spider free apartment.
The closest killing utensil happened to be a hammer. Hammers and Oreos have never gotten along. The Oreos died a heroes death in the conquest for a spider free apartment.