And because I am batshit crazy, of course it is not a normal process...
I have narrowed it down to two options.
1. The angry gays.
- A floral pastel dream scape with many bronzed man sculptures.
The occupants of the house are Angry....Angry gays. They really don't want me to use the kitchen...I am pretty sure they could see the look in my eye...the "i get really drunk and attempt to make spaghetti, then roll around in it like the spaghetti cat merow."
So...This is me....Pink one or passed out one...both applicable
I walk into his townhouse only to see this on the floor
"What the fuck is this"?(as I give it a little kick)
"oh thats my dog barticus" ( or some shit like that)
My best description of barnicle ( or whatever) is this....but picture it without the head or extremities.