That hack wishes!
That hack wishes!
You know how the internet works, right? I can’t see what you’re seeing.
Can you see what I’m seeing!? CAN YOU?!?
A reminder that this exists.
May I also suggest a taco? Kill the germs with fire. DRINK THE HOT SAUCE STRAIGHT FROM THE BOTTLE! PUNCH THOSE GERMS RIGHT IN THE FACE AND SAY “NOT TODAY, BITCHES!”
The footage itself was very accurate to my average Thursday lunch hours, but that voice…ugh. Who thought that my voice sounded like that in the first place? Don’t you all know that I have a Barry White style bass low-baritone?
Hey, no problem. Get me a taco some time and we’ll call it even.
But, I need your help.
Not being able to work because my arthritis is getting steadily worse has staunched my income.
To make a long story short, I moved into a place which ended up with bedbugs. Some of you know how shitty that is. It’s gotten bad enough that one of the people in the apartment I’m in, the landlord no less, has basically just left without any intention of doing anything about it. One of the other people, not going to name names, wants me to leave in two weeks due to “too much stress”. If I can work up enough money to get an exterminator (somewhere in the range of like $600), I can convince her to let me stay.
So I’ve set up a donation button on the right side of my blog, just under my facebook link. Anything you can spare, even a dollar, helps.
This is fucking embarrassing. I’m coming to you all on my knees because I dont have a choice. The stigma that comes with these fucking pests is almost too much to bear, and adding on the ticking clock is killing me. Please, please help if you can.
I don’t reblog stuff like this often, but if you can, go lend a hand. I’d appreciate it.