Appliance Molestation
“Oh, crap.”
“What?”
“Oh… my tank top straps are all screwed up.”
“What’s wrong?”
“I think the dryer had it’s way with it.”
“Is it smoking a cigarette?”
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I’ve been called intelligent, strong, an idiot, annoying, entertaining, obnoxious, kind, crazy, hilarious, a sociopath, a narcissist, beautiful, ugly, hideous, insensitive, a robot, intense, an insitgator, a mediator, logical, friendless, undateable, hot, creative, retarded, professional, leggy, fat, skinny, short, tall, blonde, blue-eyed, brunette, crass, vulgar, classy, crude, rude, inconsiderate, socially unacceptable, socially adept, talented, skilled, curious, and ridiculous.
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