This afternoon's IM conversation:
Nick: K, I'm out like a trouble
Me: like a trouble?
Nick: Bubble, Bubble!
Nick: Damnit,
Nick: Like a trout
Me: what?
Nick: Bubble, like a trout
Nick: shit....
Me: what the fuck are you talking about?
Nick: I;m high
Nick: never mind,
Nick: Bye!
FIST FLOWERS OF DOOM
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Ahh, Spring! The air is crisp, the flowers are blooming, and the garden
slugs are JUST peeking out from their hidey holes:
...in our cakes.
Ew.
Maybe we...
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