I have ruined my godson... My old roommate sent me a picture taken of her tv and on it was a scene from bleach jigoku-hen (hell chapter). Attached to that was a message saying that was the only way he'd calm down today was watching that specific movie. Corruption at the tender age of five. I am an accomplished villain.

There is nothing wrong with full grown women belting out backstreet boys fuck you

If anyone needs further proof that my friend and I require serious help...we went from talking about murder to naming a Pokemon Panicking

So, from what happened today at work, it has been confirmed that I am the Pumpkin Bitch.

My roommate and I ordered pizza and for our special instructions we asked for them to doodle on the boxes. Let's see if they'll do it.