He knew something wasn’t right with this ride. This wasn’t a trip to the River Trail.Actually using his bed for its intended purpose vs. trying to impregnate it.I have not forgiven you yet.I am trying to break your heart. Also I am walking sideways, leave me alone.Trust: BROKEN. Also: HIGH AF.Too tired for his dinosaur. Shortly after this, he bit me when I tried the cone because he’s making this personal now.We better now! With balls an ugly shade of weird purple, but we aren’t trying to get those stitches out any more. NEW BALL!And…we’re back! With ears!
