![]() ![]() I spend the next hour literally ripping my entire room apart looking for that bastard, while drinking whiskey. The nightmarish terror LEAPS off my pillow and falls in the crack between my bed and wall. So I decide to shake it off onto the floor and stamp on it. I DON'T WANT TO SMASH A SPIDER INTO MY PILLOW. I sort of dance around, trying to decide how to kill this new beast of hell. ![]() IT WAS BIG ENOUGH THAT I HEARD IT LAND ON MY PILLOW.Ĭue epic hysterics and cries of KILL IT WITH FIIIIRE. ![]() THE WORLD'S BIGGEST SPIDER CROUCHING ON MY PILLOW. But a nagging worry tugged at the back of my mind and I thought to myself, Self, you should make sure that's really a really real moth juuuust in case. Moths, you see, don't bother me so I went back to Facebook. "Wow, that's a big moth," I think to myself. I look up and see a black splotch on my pillow. Then I hear a distinct THUD! in the vicinity of my bed. I was waiting on a friend to come over so we could proceed to get drunk.like any cool person does on a Wednesday night. So last night, I was chilling in my room on my laptop derping around on the internet like any cool person does on a Wednesday night. ![]()
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