When I was younger, I thought that Jason Voorhees was living in my toilet, waiting to stab me in my asshole.
Maybe I should back up a bit here. Continue reading
When I was younger, I thought that Jason Voorhees was living in my toilet, waiting to stab me in my asshole.
Maybe I should back up a bit here. Continue reading
Here’s another batch of 3rd grade journal entries. If you missed the first round, you can catch up on them here. Again, these are reproduced as close to their original form—errors and all—as can be. Continue reading