Yes, I love you, but I’m still not going to swallow your phlegm…
Monica O.
Évaluation du lieu : 1 Austin, TX
You’ve got to get out of there, man. For good. I can’t keep waking up to glottal contractions the likes of which would shame ailing lumberjacks. Damn. Not even fabled Turpintino margaritas from the bowels of El Caribe could pick up those loogies. You don’t even want to know what kind of shape our sink is in. I try to not to dwell on it.