[yeah dave's going to be super gross tomorrow. bro purposefully exhales heavily after his cuddlepuppet finally settles the hell down, breathing gross hot, moist air all over the back of dave's head and neck. precious, sweaty little bro.]
Gotta keep somethin' in there since I apparently ain't allowed to have live steel. Don't what the fuck other people been puttin' in their fridges but I was thinkin' of maybe starting a stash of some of those shitty wooden ones they got around.