from now on I will not be wife material OR girlfriend material. I will simply be the material, or lack thereof, of a disembodied clown honk that haunts every empty corner of your mind
understands my spongebob references: ๐๐๐๐
adds to my spongebob references/makes them back: ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
tells me "happy leif erikson day" before I even acknowledge it: ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
1.5 years later and here I am prancing around my room practicing with a full set of harmonicas, days away from blessing an audience with their glorious sound onstage. and that, my friends, is called character development.
so turns out the harmonica was actually a great idea?? everyone loves it and it's oddly soothing to whip it out and just fuckin make noise when I'm feeling stressed
from now on I will not be wife material OR girlfriend material. I will simply be the material, or lack thereof, of a disembodied clown honk that haunts every empty corner of your mind