i say i’m gonna go get some toast, come back with three slices and people be looking at me like i’m some kind of animal. bitch, the two slice toaster didn’t stop me, what makes you think your looks will.
If this is your husband, I have just endured a 2 hour train ride from Philadelphia listening to this loser and his friends brag about their multiple affairs and how their wives are too stupid to catch on. Oh, please reblog the shit out of this…
