I hate flying. How I made it to Ireland without pissing my pants is beyond me.
This picture alone makes me wanna close my eyes.
Little people scare the hell out of me. I’m sure most of them are nice people. But how can you tell which one is actually an evil Leprechaun?
i also hate flying
There’s nothing like turning on the bathroom lights at midnight, and seeing cockroaches run across the bathroom floor. Scares the crap out of me. I mean my friend told me about that. I would never have that kind of apartment…