On this road-trip you should ride some old-school choppers (decked out with air-brushed unicorn art of course). You could be the steel-horsepersons of the ModSauce-pocalypse.The ground might tremble before you, and the skies would likely gleam. The clouds spewing from your tailpipe wouldn't be soot, it'd be black glitter.Anyway...PS - the green spiky acoustical panels are sweet.
Yes! Everything you just said! And I want to wear something with leather. Or maybe just a whole Thunderdome ensemble thing... The gender neutral descriptor was a nice touch. ; )
By "somebody be in charge" you mean of the oversize boxed wine, right? Can we play a game where we see how many pieces of the popcorn we can get to stick on those green stalactites (or is it stalagmites)?
I'm so ready to join you on that trip.
We'll swing through and put in the back of the station wagon.
Ooh! Ooh! Are we gonna go see that house, too??? Maybe I'll get the chance all over again to tell you in excruciatingly graphic detail how we could all die as the result of an endless stream of scenarios!
I would certainly hope so! It really got my blood pumping the last time from the adrenaline. Now I appreciate every second I'm alive when I'm not having flashbacks. Thanks for the gift of living, friend.
Vodka makes me ANGRY! But sour patch kids make me happy. P.s. our house looks just like that on the outside. J/k!No not really.
Don't tease me with your crazy cool house!! Then I really will stalk you. Beware the trail of Sour Patch Kids that leads into the woods...
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