Ice Devouring Sex Tornado

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How is she doing this

someone fired a bullet through our bathroom wall the other day when we were gone, which is scary (but probably accidental), but the weirdest part is that we can’t actually find the place where it entered from outside... the wall inside is fucked up and you can see the hole where it came through, but there is no corresponding entrance hole on the exterior of the house. somehow the outer paneling was undamaged.

This is the most American post I have ever seen

“someone fired a bullet through my asbestos from a car chase” yeah fair

My Deep Space 9 self-insert fantasy is working for Garak in his tailor shop, however, I also know for a fact that he would be a terrible boss. He would be liable to snap and yell at me over tiny mistakes just because he's having a bad day. He'd drop everything and leave me to man the counter myself, no matter how many customers were waiting, the second Bashir showed up and asked him to lunch. He'd get drunk and oversleep the next morning and be late to open the place, but expect me to just stand there waiting indefinitely on the promenade and be ready to start working whenever he feels like showing up (obviously I can't unlock the door myself, he would never give me his constantly changing series of complex security codes). And then I'd probably die because he forgot about me when he blew it up.