if i go to the bathroom at night i jump off/on my bed from a far enough distance so no one can grab my ankles. so, thanks for the imagery. i'm clearly not jumping far enough.
Post by coribelle26 on Jul 18, 2013 18:08:03 GMT -5
So we were at H's weird college friend's wedding last month, and this woman at our table is a photographer. I asked if she specialized in any kind of photography in particular, and she said, "DARK ARTS."
I said, "Oh! Cool...this salad is really good, isn't it?" Because what else do you say? But I'm excited now to finally know what the hell she was talking about.
Someday his kid will feel so lucky to have a photo of herself next to the bug-eaten corpse of her mother.
So we were at H's weird college friend's wedding last month, and this woman at our table is a photographer. I asked if she specialized in any kind of photography in particular, and she said, "DARK ARTS."
I said, "Oh! Cool...this salad is really good, isn't it?" Because what else do you say? But I'm excited now to finally know what the hell she was talking about.
Someday his kid will feel so lucky to have a photo of herself next to the bug-eaten corpse of her mother.
Perhaps she works closely with Severus Snape?
Lol! H immediately made a whispered Voldemort joke when she said that.
I was so terrified of witches after watching the Roald Dahl movie I used to crawl into my parents room and sleep at the foot of their bed. I was embarrassed of being scared, so I would go back to my room before they woke up and pretend I was sleeping.
So we were at H's weird college friend's wedding last month, and this woman at our table is a photographer. I asked if she specialized in any kind of photography in particular, and she said, "DARK ARTS."
I said, "Oh! Cool...this salad is really good, isn't it?" Because what else do you say? But I'm excited now to finally know what the hell she was talking about.
Someday his kid will feel so lucky to have a photo of herself next to the bug-eaten corpse of her mother.
Right? The others don't bother me much, but this one crosses a line in my head.
Ugh, the stairs to the basement is creeping me the fuck out! One of our houses in college had a basement with open stairs like that. Even though I was like 20, going down to the basement still required me to work up a bit of courage. *shudders*
I have a friend who collects Halloween props. He has the same witch holding the baby and the thing in the basement. I love the snake and sort of want one.