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A Hammock in the back yard, 2 1.5 litres of water, a box of crackers, and my cellphone to call somebody to give me a lil nudge when the hammock stopped swinging.
Oh and Tums or Rolaids, anything that killed the acids in my stomach.
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If assholes could fly, this place would be a fucking airport
Proud Founder of the "Fuck you, you're annoying, i don't like you, bitch" Alliance.
~Official Member of the Dirty Clown Alliance~
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