So last night I decided to clean my apartment a little bit when I was baked. In my new apartment, I don't have a dishwasher, aaaaand I ended up stabbing myself in the palm with a fork.
I want clean dishes, but now I'm afraid of them.
I want clean dishes, but now I'm afraid of them.
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capote:
Forks are wicked little things. Ouch.
hatter_:
lol, doofus <3