February 2010
2 posts
“Tobias : What are you doing up here?
George Sr.: I’m having a...”
– Arrested Development
fish
Today, mother made fish. The house was engulfed in fishy scents, making my small apartment smell like a giant vagina. I was not pleased. I was granted chicken, for which I was grateful. Unfortunately, the smell has embedded itself into my clothes, making me a giant cooch. Oh, the shame.
