I’m the problem

[Vermilioncore]

It’s no one else but me.

I am the problem. It’s me. And I have a buddy named the “problem solver” thats chambered in .40 S&W.

say hi, brains!

“Hi 40 caliber bullet, I’m brains.”
“Hi brains, I’m 40 caliber bullet — see ya wouldn’t wanna be ya.”

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

Ugh, sounds like you're freezing in the crawlspace under those people's house. Have you considered, maybe, you shouldn't be there?

 

[Vermilioncore]

Ugh, sounds like you're freezing in the crawlspace under those people's house. Have you considered, maybe, you shouldn't be there?

What’s that sound, what is that — wait just a goddamn minute. I overheard her say that the kitchen is closed for the night. So, can someone tell me why the fuck I hear macaroni and cheese being stirred? Ugh, was that a moan?

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

What’s that sound, what is that — wait just a goddamn minute. I overheard her say that the kitchen is closed for the night. So, can someone tell me why the fuck I hear macaroni and cheese being stirred? Ugh, was that a moan?

That's probably the grandmother washing her ass again in the laundry room next to the kitchen. She doesn't bother closing the door anymore. Everyone's usually asleep... except for the perverted squatter living under the house.