me (yelling): don’t come closer, moron!
him: i have to come closer.
me: DON’T COME CLOSER!
him: i have to bend it to make room to put my fingers in!
(getcher mind outta the gutter! we were folding sheets!)
scribblings of midnight writer
me (yelling): don’t come closer, moron!
him: i have to come closer.
me: DON’T COME CLOSER!
him: i have to bend it to make room to put my fingers in!
(getcher mind outta the gutter! we were folding sheets!)