She said she was a pro at handling pain, which made me feel better about putting hot wax on a fragile old lady.
What is this thing?
In mid-August I was starting to legitimately enjoy working at Disney; that is, until I got the complaint.
You could tell something was off…
“Do you want fries with th— UGH!”
It’s a mystery.
I stood motionless in front of the fog-coated door while my brain tried to process what I was seeing.
You won’t believe what some people have in their houses. Seriously weird stuff!
Late as it was, we were wondering whether we’d be able to get any help.
If you’re not a victim of filicide, permanently mangled or otherwise beyond repair, then your parents did better by you than these 12 scumbags.