If only my inconveniences and distractions were as small as keeping a couple of dimwitted wannabe thieves out of my house while I’m alone at Christmas time by rigging up potentially dangerous but ultimately amusing booby traps using toys and household items.
I wish.
Instead, I’ll just adopt the scream and try not to kill anyone who interrupts me for the rest of the afternoon.
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HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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*phew*
I feel better.
amusing sidenote: Macauley was charged with posession a couple of weeks ago. There are no words to how much this makes me giggle.
I recently watched “Saved”. I no longer hate Macauley Culkin. I do, however, hate that at the beginning of the movie, he has the same damn haircut he had when he was 10. What the fuck. Are you TRYING to make us hate the character? I get it, he’s transitioning and changing and learning not to be such a fucking tool, but I found it very difficult to get over hating him just based on his hair.
Hmm. It seems that I’m a superficial cunt.