The_annoying_one

I knew this was coming much sooner rather than later, but it’s still absolutely devastating.

Is absolutely not made with 100% real beef.

I get the fuck out of there, obviously.

Just got rid of my months-long beard. That motherfucker was a bitch to shave, but it’s mostly done.

Hamburger Helper, whenever I actually feel like doing it.

Watches movie franchises entirely out of order.

Is an absolute master at making pickle popsicles.

Getting yet another headache and my only options are to take some Excedrin and let it keep me up all night, or just deal with it until my head explodes. Decisions, decisions...

Eats mashed potatoes with a straw.

This again. I ate dinner really early today because tired.

I think a good chunk of the bad shit that can happen to me in this life already has, so I’m pretty much just coasting along at this point. I will kind of admit that every ache and pain at this point has led me to the “Is it cancer or something?” train of thought, so that’s been…fun.

Puts ketchup in oatmeal.

Opens jars of pickles with a blowtorch and a chisel.

You were going to post about something or other. I guess.

My street smells like ribs, and now I really want some.

Internet friends are usually better than real life friends because they expect far less from you.

Goes to every single fast food place in a 25-mile radius and asks for one single fry, then combines all of those fries and devours them.