Sitting outside drinking a lavender lemonade with a big bag from Economy Candy, on a gorgeous Saturday morning. I’ll be very sad to die and miss days like this.
If I think of it as a symbiont rather than a tumor, I am greatly amused.
Like a huge doorman in a fur coat guarding a perfectly lovely club.
Cartman Gets an Anal Probe (Season 1, Episode 1) -... →
Why does everything involve things going in or coming out of my ass? This sums up the past few weeks.
Ya got me. I’m scared. Happy now?