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Call us both. He'll man the guns, I'll man the pitchforks.
And the throwing (pocket) knives.
And the shovels.
And the axes.
Ooooh, great!!!!!
Yes.
You do.
Very much so.
ALSO
THERE IS A THREAD
THAT MISSES YOU DESPERATELY
AND JUST WANTS YOU HOME LIKE A PRODIGAL SON
I once was sitting down on a mall bench waiting to be picked up by Mom, and this guy comes up besides me and sits down. I edge away instinctively, politely enough, but still clear that I don't sit next to strangers. Everything's okay until I notice he's right beside me... I make eye contact for about a second and realize there is literally no emotion on his face as to what he's even doing here, nor any reassuring smile or something at least. Too ashamed to get up and leave, I bury my head in a magazine and wish him away. Then I hear the rattling of a coat button against metal as his arm lays out across the back of the bench and next thing I know it's definitely on my back.
I whirl around, fling the magazine at his face, slam my arm down on his, and bolt off into the grocery section.
Now that was a disturbance. °~°
@ChickenCowboy02 You're not the only one.
SO WHY IS IT THAT EVERYONE ELSE CALLS THEIR ART BEAUTIFULL AND MASTERPIECEY
WHILE I CALL MINE TRASH
WHY
Would you rather be fried, broiled, pan-seared, or scorched?
Sary, you can man the dog.
She is my greatest weapon >=]
(and her arch nemesis is the shock collar, the remote to which you shall control ;D)