You don’t have to listen to your boyfriend’s farts bounce around the room for an hour after they first spurt out. You don’t have to put up with the earth shaking tap of your special lady’s toes on the hard wood floor as she sits painting them. What you do have to do is build a wall, though, this one won’t keep out Mexicans. That’s OK, since it’s not like they were ever a problem anyway. Fuck, Sarah, trim your God damn toes or paint them on the rug! The tapping hasn’t stopped for days!
Accidentally Fasting 