God, my family rules.
A funny convo between my Uncle and I...because I'm super lame and obsessed with my family.
Uncle: What are you doing?
Me: Being a withered husk.
Uncle: What do you have to do with a piece of rotten corn?
Hardy harr har harr.
...Shut up. I cackled like a hen for a good 5 minutes about it.
Uncle: What are you doing?
Me: Being a withered husk.
Uncle: What do you have to do with a piece of rotten corn?
Hardy harr har harr.
...Shut up. I cackled like a hen for a good 5 minutes about it.