"WHERE IS YOUR MUSTARD?", she asked, as she fondled through my refrigerator. I responded, "DUNNO LOL", with a grimace on my face.
She was making a taco.
I said, be careful, I just mopped the floors. BUT SHE DIDN'T LISTEN, and she proceeded to hurl dirty syringes at my tile. My new fake-but-authentic tile. That stupid bitch.
So I put her in a super crazy choke hold until she apologized. Then jesus showed up and karate chopped her into submission. He said, "BITCH HAS SINNED", and he dramatically faded into the sunset as he folded white towels.
A GLORIOUS DAY IT WAS.
Devious Comments
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Walking the path of the exile.
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A.M. Johnson
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A.D.H.D: Every day is a treasure hunt!
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"we are here to save the earth: E-R-F"
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Badass.
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THE TRUTH!
THE TRUTH!2
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"When the creations of a genius collide with the mind of a layman, and produce an empty sound, there is little doubt as to which is at fault. "
--Salvador Dali
I actually typed that by accidence
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God likes you.
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