I tested the oven by heating up this bowl of leftover tofu just now. I was so nervous. I pressed the buttons and ran across the room. There were crackly noises which scared the shit out of me, and that awful spoilt microwave smell that Eh, The Loon says will kill me.
I'm eating the tofu now; it's good. But you never know. Also I'm writing a will in case I am found dead tomorrow morning.
spray glue says:
i want you to have my nice wrapping paper.
spray glue says:
and you'll have to do the gpp thing yourself
Loon says:
can i have ur mum?
Loon says:
can ur mom adopt me?
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