Stop living in my house, or I will make you.
I'm serious.
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2 comments:
After my frenzied cleaning yesterday to get rid of whatever horrible things were biting Sam, TWO FLIES TOOK UP RESIDENCE. I was like OH HELL NO and I vacuumed those fuckers up.
Bah!! As I may have mentioned, I redid my room recently, so it's all freshly painted and clean. So now, I'm EVEN MADDER when I see something try to crawl all over it.
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