The recording had no knocks. Nothing. Thats when I heard a familiar voice saying "don't open the closet door" What the fuck. The landlord thought I played a prank on him, meanwhile I was standing there in complete shock. It was mine.
TIhe deathplace of all of my friends’ dream“t’s a lovely place, really. The birthplace of white salsa.
Urban development” the lecturers call it, but I’ve only ever known it as the apocalypse.
amaron: you don’t collect a friends spit! that's not normal! nicky: wait you don’t collect peoples spit?matt: my balls move with velocity
y school job started up again so it's time for part 7(!!!) of things my coworkers have said as AFTG quotes: