From 52 to 53…
I’m getting too old for this shit.
April 22, 2012
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adamagedstatueofagoddess asked: Have you ever eaten road kill?
I have yet to be desperate enough to do that. Hell, I hope I’m never in the situation which it requires me to do it. I rather take my fucking chances starving to death than getting sepsis, rabies, or with my job, T-virus.
January 17, 2012
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adamagedstatueofagoddess asked: I do not owe you any alcohol. My house rules are that you should bring a bottle whenever you visit. You did not and so technically I was just refilling your defecit. You are welcome =D
I distinctly remember this happened at my apartment. You were shitfaced beyond all reason, and you set my loveseat on fire! They wanted to take me to jail because they thought I did it, and you to the hospital because your BAC was 13 times the legal limit.
Not only that, but my insurance went through the fucking roof again. I was finally back to my payment before that nightmarish cooking incident from ‘99. Now, I got to deal with paperwork out of the ass and neighbors wondering what part of my apartment I shall torch next.
So, yes. You owe me some very good alcohol and a new loveseat.
Hugging that fucking prick won’t bring back my old man, no matter how much money you’ll shove into my fucking face.
I got more important things to talk about than how to destroy dicks.
Anonymous asked: Spit or swallow?
Neither. If you try to shove your cock into my mouth, I will make sure you will never have any children.
