Him: *texts* Horrible...I was tossing and turn- Me: *crawls out from under his bed* I KNOW, YOU POOR THING.
A fiddle between the sheets
Kick her out of bed
Sure, you know how it works, but now it's dead.
THAT'S RIGHT!!! YOU DON'T KNOW BECAUSE YOU WEREN'T THERE!!!
Slipknot
Talk in your sleep.
I swear to god the next time I see this happen, I'll roll down my window and throw my beer at them.
for 2 weeks.
It's a toss up between ruby and perl.
Pacific rim
Nail it's other hand to the floor.
A: From crawling across the street when the sign said "don't walk".
