I'm going to shove roman candles up their noses...
I knew I hated 13-year-olds for a reason. Last night, at about 1am, just as I was getting ready to head to bed, I was scared out of my ever-loving tooties by some horrid pounding on my door. My first reaction, the one that sent me gallumphing down the stairs into the living room, was that the... Sign in to see full entry.