this scene greeted me when I went into the bathroom to use the facilities…
A gun. Two toothbrushes. Toothpaste.
AND A TAPE MEASURE.
I am baffled.
And a little terrified.
Can you see why?
THAT IS MY MOTHERFUCKING TOOTHBRUSH!
So, lovely little stalkers, do you know WHY this fills me with dread and makes bile rise in my throat?
Maybe my brush wasn’t CLEANSING enough and that is why he needed to open a new one?
But that still doesn’t answer the riddle of the tape measure…
*washes mouth out with a bottle of tequila*