See, I'd let you sleep on my couch too, but that's where my fatass diabetic dog sleeps. And if I try to move him, he gets pissy and opens up his blisters all over the place. But if you wanna spoon my bloody dog, then by all means.
why the fuck did I come here? It's super uncomfortable being there, and it's not like you can really mingle or anything. It feels like you're giving a presentation in front of an arena full of people, but about a topic you know nothing about. It is.... incredibly awkward and uncomfortable. It's like the chicken salad sandwich from 7-11. It tastes like shit. I know it tastes like shit. And yet, I keep eating them.