i wasn't really happy with how the painting was going, and i had just spilled some vodka on it.....so...vodka....fire....my painting....just seemed like a good combination
One time, I was standing like 10 feet away from this guy, and a chair was sitting between us... and I had this serious urge to launch off the chair and dropkick him in the face... it was very strange how strong that desire was...
Me: Evlien, can I staple your arm?
1: (just gives me a shocked look)
Me: Oh, come on. Just a little.
1: NO!
Me: COME ON!
1: Staple yourself!
Me: FINE! I WILL!
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