You kept saying,"there's a seahorse in my stomach, who's trying escape". This was after the curtains attacked you.
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I think I just peed a little while laughing at this post....
Who's chair is that? Not my chair. Not my chair, not my problem.
Why didn't I get invited....
"What is this, seahorse seashell party? Who didn't invite me?"
commenter poll: is the op's friend on acid, or shrooms?
Sounds like my kinda night.
Shit we've all been there