Originally posted by Morning_Glorywell tonight when i go home im renting a movie or 2, and on saterday i have alot of cleaning to do at my house, then on sunday i have to make some calls to get some interviews.
youre going to be gone all weekend 😑
+ everything my sisters are going to ***** at me to do inbetween now and then.
which will be alot.
"matt do this do that, you never do crap around here blah blah blah ***** ***** *****" at which point my mind just kinda shuts off and i start to hum and not listen to a damn thing said to me....
Not listening to random t ***** tell me what to do with my life - its MY anti-drug.
YIPPPY!
Andrew: I just saw a candybar.
Dave: What? We didn't bring any candybars.
[Andrew points]
Dave: Andrew! That's not a candybar! That's a dwelling of some sort! You did it, buddy! We're saved!
Andrew: [jumping up and down] Candybar, candybar, candybar, candybar, candybar, candybar!
[Dave looks embarrassed]
Andrew: Candybar, candybar, candybar, candybar, candy -
[Dave slaps him]
Andrew: You're right! It is a dwelling of some sort!