I wish that Big Mommy fucker would just pick a place far away from us and stick to it. Or go drown in the river or something, I'm not picky. I'm really tired of hearing her stomp-stomp-stomping around and dealing with the friggin' herd of crabs that comes with. Bunch of hangers-on. People, don't go out unarmed this week, seriously. I sliced up four
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Be careful.
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Hey, you too. I mean it. If you go out, make sure one of the loons you live with goes with you, or at least make sure your colored pencils are really sharp so you can use 'em to stab.
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We should see what we can do to stem the tide here.
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There do seem to be an irritating amount of crabs in her wake, I admit....hm.
They'll fit.
Thank you.
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