They are NEVER going near an electric drill again.
I get in yesterday afternoon after badminton to find my corridor in darkness, flourescent signs on the wall and a row of 10 optics going up the stairs. My house looks like a fucking strip club. I would imagine. We're having a party next saturday so we'll probably challenge people to see how far they can get up the stairs, or just tell two people they have an evening to get to the top, and see who gets there first. There's bottle openers and catchers screwed to the wall, my liver's going to be fucking pickled
I get in yesterday afternoon after badminton to find my corridor in darkness, flourescent signs on the wall and a row of 10 optics going up the stairs. My house looks like a fucking strip club. I would imagine. We're having a party next saturday so we'll probably challenge people to see how far they can get up the stairs, or just tell two people they have an evening to get to the top, and see who gets there first. There's bottle openers and catchers screwed to the wall, my liver's going to be fucking pickled
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