FREAKING THE FUCK OUT! i have to tell the internet. The internet will help me through this moment...
Emo has returned after a three day
"What the fuck is that"? i ask, looking in its direction.
"Ohh..heh.. don't ask.." is the response i'm met with.
Let me paint the picture. An empty naggon of Jim Beam. A cenitmetre of white liquid in the bottom.
There is spoof in my house.
Spoof on the shelf.
That's disgusting. That's foul. That's fucking off. I declared as i'm walking out.
Spoof, people. SPOOF! On the shelf!
Internet, tell me i'm not over-reacting.