Friday, 12 April 2013

Housemate Isn't Home.

Fuck yeah!!
I can dance around my house in my Superman undies doing air drum solos to the sound of Shania Twain blaring at full volume.

Sorry neighbours but...

Wheeeeen will I waaaake up!!! Whyyyyy did weeee break up!!! Wheeen will we maaaaake up!!!

And I'm not even drunk yet. Yikes.

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