thank you and have a blessed day

still hyping the new papercuts, hard.


"Yeah Alaina, my alcohol tolerance is pretty ridiculous these days, I actually hate it. I consume like what... 160 calories in each beer and I have like 25 a night. It's like oh hey! I just ate 3 loafs of bread."

"Yeah, well you could just barf at the end of the night before you fall asleep.. prob help with a hangover too."

"Yeah but throwing up alcohol is so terrible for your esophagus. Don't you remember throwing up liquor at some point and just feeling like you threw up fireballs? I mean, i wouldn't really complain if i was throwing up fireballs. I'd gladly accept that.. in fact I would do that, and then move to the Himalayas and just practice shooting fireballs for a really long time. I'd get good and then I'd come back and be a CIA agent and just commit a bunch of crimes but cover them up by burning the evidence with my fireballs.

"Sorta of dexter style."

"um.. yeah but alaina, dexter can't shoot fireballs. I'd still marry him though."




(it was almost as if me and him were at home driving in my car really baked and just having this conversation.