I guess I'm supposed to post something but I can't. I'm exhausted and empty and I feel like I've been given a Y-incision and had my insides all scraped out and left outside in the cold air.
Labels: Whining
Wherein I take my index finger, shove it way far up your nose and touch your brain. Mmmm, squishy.
Labels: Whining
1 Comments:
Ewww Scully has dropped your stomach in that cold metal scales and weighed it! ewwwwwwwwwww. ewwwwwwwwwwww. I'm telling you, cut some bad things out of your life before they cut a Y-incision in you (again....)
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