Stop it. I mean it.
Second of all, Kelsey's last post about gnomes was hilarious.
She is just jealous that she doesn't have a legitimate fear on me.
Except this:
I will eat your family mother-fucker...from the inside out. There is nothing you can do about it. Fuck you.
However, I feel this is not a fear she can use on me because no one likes spiders.
Not her. Not you. Not anyone.
What's that? You say you like spiders. Do you? You're lying.
The only person who likes spiders is Cthulhu...
*Note*: Water is strategically placed to hide his massive, terror-inducing junk.
He eats them for breakfast.
Anyway, I've gone way off topic. This is a 'That Feel, Bro' post. Let's get to it.
"Do you know that feeling you get when you're driving on the interstate and some asshole starts riding your ass (when you're already going 5-10 over) and they zip around you only to immediately swerve in front of you (so you have to slam on your breaks on the damn interstate) and then they get off at an exit literally two seconds later? And all you want to do is slam them like:
I eat crazy for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
Bro, you feel me?"
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