So Bitchface is sick. What does Fatass decide to do? He decides to let Bitchface sleep in his bed, using his sheets and pillow. I didn't even notice her curled up into a ball on his bed until a half hour later when I heard an unfamiliar snoring. I look over to the bed and HOLY JUMPING FUCKING CHRIST. There's a sick Bitchface tucked under his covers. It was the most disturbing thing I've seen in a while.
The icing on the cake? Apparently it's Bess's birthday. Happy birthday, Bess. Someone's been sleeping in your douchebag boyfriend's bed.
Pardon me while I go to the Center for Disease Control to get my room bleached.
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