Was listening to Two Guys Named Chris, and laughing listening to Hassel talk about his dad's house. The heat being set at 60, all the curtains shut, and a bright TV.
What's your gripe about going home? Having to sleep on your old, crappy mattress? Your mom getting our your old baby book to embarrass you?
Mine is crappy toilet paper. I don't feel like I buy the nicest stuff but man alive, my parent's TP of choice feels like sandpaper.
What's your gripe about going home? Having to sleep on your old, crappy mattress? Your mom getting our your old baby book to embarrass you?
Mine is crappy toilet paper. I don't feel like I buy the nicest stuff but man alive, my parent's TP of choice feels like sandpaper.