The best part is how I get in trouble for suggesting there's anything wrong

[napoleonherself]

I AM LIVING IN A HOUSE OF DISGUSTINGNESS.

Eww eww eww eww eww.

I want OUT... preferably BEFORE I die of some exotic bacterial ailment.

[Edit: yes, this is cryptic on purpose. I am saving you a great amount of disgust, dear readers. And since I'm not allowed to actually say anything about it, LJ becomes my natural outlet. La la la.]

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[vxo.livejournal.com]

I discovered a week and a half-old package of chicken nuggets in my little brother's room last night when he had me frobnicate his computer.

I think they were trying to evolve back into chickens... extremely vicious chickens, angry for being hacked up and dropped in boiling oil.

I know just what you're talking about...