After a family BBQ at the crib, my little cousins threw their food in our recycling bin - which is obviously just meant for glass & plastics...a week later, I found...brace ya'self...maggots. EW!
Mag-gots.
Gross. Um, I've never seen them before, I don't even like the word. It gives me anxiety and makes me feel sick, itchy, and sad. Real talk. Kinda like how some people have a reaction to the word "moist" or "woman can't drive"? Whatever.
My friend, and hero helped me exterminate the lil' f*ckers.
While wearing a Top Gun onesie.
And aviators.
That's how we roll.
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With no working soundcard on this computer I'm making up my own dialogue for that video.
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