Screwed my brains with: Velvet Revolver - Come On, Come In
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My parents are wondering why I'm listening to Velvet Revolver at 1 in the morning, I should know because they have this "Maybe we should take her to the priest" look plastered on their faces and on top of it all, I AM listening to Velvet Revolver at 1.a.m. Demon-suspicions arouse, of course!
I'm back from my somewhat-grandmother's death anniversary prayer thing. Ahhh good food, goof dood, I'm delusional. Seriously, they barbecued at a death anniversary prayer. Have I mentioned that my family is nowhere near sane, and this is the very essence of why I am no different?
BARBECUE WTF?
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