For the last few weeks I have been slowly going insane looking for my iron. No, I didn't hit the BFF in the face with it. I just coulnd't find it. Which is weird since my ironing board is right there.
Last night I woke up from a weird ass dream and looked at my dresser. There it was in plain fucking site.
So either A) I am going crazy or B) The Trolls are back.
I vote for the Trolls. Fuckers make my life misreable.
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