
I’m gonna get real with y’all OK if I took a shower and stuff and then I went over to a guy’s house and we was chilling and watching a movie and shit I’m gonna need that sex to happen like as soon as I walk through the door or swamp ass is going to occur. Like im gonna think my butt starts stinking from the shower to the bed.

I mean it’s a good story, but it’s hard to get past like the fact that you guys didn’t do background checks on shit. Like you’re letting these people in the secret organizations and you don’t even check who’s around them? Who they’re seeing who they’re fucking? And now you’re giving them sensitive information? I mean you’re lying these people walk through the fucking front door it’s crazy not to mention them. main character is dumb as fuck and always suspiciously knocked out or unable to hear when somebody mentions how his boyfriend is the main number one Supervillain. Like is this some 80s sitcom?
They made that fucking toast with peanut butter and jelly (or jam) look fucking so god damn yummy. Like we is a peanut free household but I know what jiff look like