Story Time
I remember when I was in a skype call with my friends and some guy tried to break into my house. (My computer used to be in the living room, and I could see the front door, but the people there couldn’t see me.) I was talking with them and one of them said, “Who tf is that man at the door?”(They were joking) and I turned around and some neckbeard ginger was looking through the front door with a crowbar. He left to the backside of the house and I scared the shit out of him by licking a knife. THE FUCKING ACCURACY OF MY FRIEND








