I'm selling my house and ( absurdly enough) I'm sick of having potential buyers loitering around the premises. I feel like putting the hose on them or telling them the house is haunted ...
It's like being starving and going to a restaurant and ordering a baked potato but being in a hurry, then the waiter delivers the potato with BACON ALL OVER IT and since you're in a hurry all you can do it pick the bacon off and eat the potato tainted.
The first picture I took with my 5s was of my 4. It looked this way after the Sports Arena concert and STILL WORKED, took pictures and everything until this morning. THen when I took it the phone store he got it to work AGAIN, this phone is literally Lazarus. I'm totally going to frame it, it's been so good to me. The other side is even worse cracked, you can see exposed circuit boards and everything, and never dropped a call since the show. Only the thing that makes it vibrate when you put the ringer on mute didn't work so well, but it still tried!
Tonight I've decided to reassess the direction my life is going and to redirect all my energies into become a Shuffleboard Champion because it is the most amazing game of all time.
If you have any questions about symbolism or The Language of the Birds or extensive metaphorical studies, I'll be at Miss Holly's Drinkers Hall of Fame in Monrovia. Good bye.
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