It was during this cleaning spree that something super wrong started happening to me. And by "super wrong" I mean I have flames of fire shooting out of my a*%. FIRE. It was so nasty I had to shower after. Twice. Awesome.
And now you know more about me than you did yesterday.
And I still don't know when Charley is gonna get off his ever lovin tuckas and freakin pick up the phone and tell me when he will be here!!!!
Patience and I are not friends.
Oh, and I'm wearing purple today- so should you
FREAKIN get here ALREADY!