last night i woke up because two dudes were fighting underneath my window and one dude kept screaming “BRO!! BRO YOU CALLED ME A BITCH IN FRONT OF THE WHOLE BAR BRO!! THE WHOLE BAR!! WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT BRO??” he sounded so heart broken. why bro. why did you do this.
Switching back and forth between American Horror Story: My Roanoke Nightmare and American Horror Story: My D.C. Nightmare… both annoying me equally in their failed attempts to keep my attention. But I noticed a crossover, and I’m starting to think Ryan Murphy might be behind this election.
I want to make a haunted house for gays, unmarried straights and childfree couples where it’s just a long dark hallway where people pop out and make you look at photos of their babies. “Look at my baby. Look what my baby is doing. It’s doing what babies do. Is it a good baby? Baby. Baby. Evaluate my baby.”
If you blink, I will throw your baby in a wood chipper.