I just went into our master bathroom to take a pee. I was suddenly overwhelmed by the smell of death. I wadded up a ton of toilet paper, covered my nose and prayed for a gas mask. I finished walked out and looked at Rob and asked “did you just die in the bathroom?”
He replied with a blank “I didn't do anything” face and then adked if I as ted to ride with him to get a breafast burrito.
A burrito with beans.
Who wants to be stuck at home with me and the death ass today?
Sent from my iPhone