i’m gonna become a psychic so that when i let my attack bees out on our president i can say “didn’t see that one coming!” and no one would blame me because i literally did not see it coming so how could it be my fault
who the hell goes to crab feeds. all you do is eat crab and talk to your friends. i eat intestines and talk to the children in my basement and nobody calls it an intestine feed. smh
does anyone know where the nearest janitor employment center is? i want to know where they keep all the shaggy mops so i can shove one up my next door neighbors ass for glueing pennies to the sidewalk and making a FOOL out of me.