That takes some commitment. If you saw the pack of slobs that actually use our bathroom you’d shiver in fear, disgust, and pure wonder.
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That takes some commitment. If you saw the pack of slobs that actually use our bathroom you’d shiver in fear, disgust, and pure wonder.
Well, I do see them, remember?
What do you think I do all day?
I have a few ideas...lol
Not gonna judge...creep :P
Takes one to know one. 😉
Dude, we've just established I stalk weirdos in the bathroom. Not even in my own bathroom. Okay, would that be weirder than stalking them in your bathroom or less weird?
1 AM thoughts....:)))
And this whole knowing each other thing...well, why do you think I started talking to you at SF? I mean, I've had that camera in there for months, and you being the owner of the store where I do mah creepin', well, kinda had to know you. ;)
So you’ve seen some sights then. The bathroom is where I do most of my crying in the fetal position. That and the shower....and car...
I’m sorry. It must be like watching a really sad movie where the protagonist is a total douche and things just never get better for him.
Hence my dark, sad stories....you've really got no one but yourself to blame.
And yes, it's very depressing. I don't even know why I keep watching, to be honest, I know it's not gonna get better. It's like...you can't tear your eyes away from it. It's sick.
The fact that you actually said I'm sorry makes this the best comment ever, by the way :)))