omfg.
You remember my stories about Slothboy? The unbalanced ex-housemate who accidentally almost burned down the Rendezvous? The one with the ugly cat and the moth-collecting job? The one who stiffed me $70 worth of bills? The one who left cat food (and therefore rats) all over our basement? The one who lied about me to my other housemates? I thought you might.
I think I need to take all pictures of myself off the internet right away, less I should ever piss Freesia off.
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Dork.
Who’s a dork?
I just thought his page was too funny for words. It’s probably not quite as funny to people who never had the pleasure of knowing the Sloth in his full alternative glory.
Wait, you mean that’s REAL?
The dork is clearly Dorky McDorkerson and his Ugly Cat. Also, um, why is it that so many boy personals include those sentiments of “if we never touch then how do we know we’re alive?” Or “I just read this book that totally blew my mind?”
Just shut the fuck up. (Although I suppose I should give them props for telling me straight off that they’d drive me crazy. Way to go, Slothboy!)
Jesus, that IS an ugly cat.