This is pretty random... I think there is some kind of infestation in my garage...
Mike came over to get some of his shit, and he heard this noise coming from the ceiling. At first I thought it was the cat eating on the other side of the wall, but no, god forbid something that easy would happen to me. There's like this crunching scurrying sound coming from the ceiling. Like there's a billion ants up there. Every time Chuck drums, eggs and / or bugs fall outta there.
I wonder why? I mean, we got the tiles from a field, and they were sitting there for 3 years... yay.
Also - anyone who practiced in my garage will remember this bullshit...
"Don't leave any food or food trash or soda cans laying around in here... I don't want bugs..." - my mom.
So guess what's in the garage 24 / 7?
A big ass bowl of dry cat food, and 2 dishes of wet cat food. What the fuck? Are you kidding me?
Like that douche at the end of Ultimate Mortal Kombat 3 says... "YOU WILL NEVER WIN!!!"