I have this innate constitution
where when i complain about someone (in a not so cordial way)
people will 100% witness and immediately think that im the bad guy and the other the victim.
ps : its like a cartoon where the homeowner fight against the thief, and catch the blade/gun, and finally the police arrive and misunderstand its him the thief.
Bought a new phone not even a month ago, dropped it for the first time and the bitch immediately gets dead pixels on the screen. Does the universe think I'm made out of money?
Only dads can come to your house for an hour, eat your food, have a really interesting conversation about religion, history, politics, work, surgery, and cars (in that order), and then leave.
And yes, he brought me a bottle of vodka and frozen pelmeni.
Once upon a time, there was a girl named Little Red Riding Hood. One day, her mother sent her to bring cake and wine to her grandma who lived in a forest. Just as she entered the woods, an eldritch monster appeared on the path. She saw how handsome the monster was and fell in love.
"Good day, Little Red Riding Hood. Where are you going?" the monster asked.
I dont remember botty mentioning heart problems

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