Well, uh... I was on a trip for a few days, I come back, and as I reach my front door, I realize that a mass murder of tiny bugs has been committed right where I was standing. I guess Death decided to live in my house for a bit.
Well, uh... I was on a trip for a few days, I come back, and as I reach my front door, I realize that a mass murder of tiny bugs has been committed right where I was standing. I guess Death decided to live in my house for a bit.
Me when my favorite author posts something new:
HOLD THE PHONE, EVERYONE STOP WHAT YOU'RE DOING, (Author's Name) JUST POSTED A NEW CHAPTER. SOLDIERS, MOVE OUT!