
(863): Good lord, they’ve set up every firework to be ignited by a trail of gasoline at midnight. God save us all.
Snack Pack
Dad: WHAT R U DOING
Me: I’m eating a snack pack
Dad: SO DOES THAT MEAN YOU ARE DRINKING A SIX PACK OF BEER?
(816): Even his old football coach jokes about how big it is. I don’t want to be alone in a room with him and that monster.
