Welcome To My Home

Dear Friends and Lovers,

I know I said I’d spew more sluice here on the regular, but I’m exhaustified and back in Carrboro, USA after a grueling FIVE HOUR drive that should have taken FOUR HOURS AND FORTY-FIVE MINUTES.  Fucking East Asian monsoons are infiltrating our fucking weather.  GO BACK TO THAILAND, THUNDERBITCH!!! 

Vajacay with Fireball and Pazog was what one would expect.  Like every 25-year-old, I turned into a teenager immediately upon crossing the county line (“But Maaaaaaaaaahm, I don’t waaaaaaaana do the dishes.  I’m biiiiiiiizzzzeeeey.”), and spent the week trolling Craig’s List for a job and/or girlfriend.  Oh, and this is an actual quote from my actual mother: “Did you know ‘box’ is a sexual term?”

Anyway, I’ma sharpen my knives and leave you with this. You’re welcome.

4 Responses to Welcome To My Home

  1. Your Sister says:

    Wait! Did you already get your knives?

  2. Your Friend says:

    “read porn to the blind”!

  3. wrybred24 says:

    Haha @ box. I recently had to explain to my mother what “teabagging” was. We were watching Olbermann during the whole tea party mess and my aunt and I kept cracking up at his stupid innuendos and my mom felt left out.

  4. ad says:

    hHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAAH hahaha aha except this one!

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