*turns on ceiling fan*
Oh shit my stamp collection
Just watched a video in which a young lady referred to some shoes from the 90s as “vintage” so you can go ahead and shovel the dirt over me now
Time to play a new game I just made up called “disgusting phrases,” I’ll go first:
“spicy wet cheese”
The enemy of my frenemy is my frenenemy
If you’re happy and you know it eat a bug
I’m not an agoraphobe, I’m deeply in love with my stuff
Just because I know that I can fit 150 snakes in my bathtub doesn’t mean I have a plan
[I show my phone to the taxidermied raccoon sitting on my apothecary shelf]
Can you believe this shit