You're creeping me out. Now I won't be able to sleep in my own bed. Now I have to find somebody else's bed to sleep in, thanks dude. *looks up next flight to Boston*
I mean, you know like carnies with bad teeth from living on cotton candy, and they have complexes because their mom was the bearded lady in the circus, and they've always had a roving eye for a demure, shapely half chicana with hello kitty apparel...
That is one of the most creepily terrifying thoughts I have EVER had. Almost worse than having clowns under my bed. *more frantically checks flights to Boston*
well mia once had an asian dude creeping about on her fire escape. he ran away but returned to resume his stalking. or he was just locked out of his apt, I can't remember.
My next door neighbor likes to look in my bedroom window so my mom extended the fence up another 4 feet to block the "view" and got me better curtains for my room.
Nope he is not me and I did not give it to him. This means your house is safe for me to hide it YIPPY! Unless of course you are some sort of deranged psycho killer who tricks little mexican girls into coming to Boston to.... well we won't go into what you get them there for.