This morning, I woke up-
and a fucking fly flew out of my mouth.
I'm not even kidding.
I scrubbed my tongue like I'd just licked a chunk of plutonium.
*sigh*
Peace out.
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2 comments:
Reminds me of Kung Pow.
My fucking life is a re-enactment of Kung Pow.
"We trained him wrong, as a joke!"
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