Spagett!I spagetted the New Daddy and my brother last week, hiding behind a door in the hallway of my apartment block. It was funny as fuck, provided you're drunk and have a juvenile sense of humour. Less funny was the New Daddy's counter-spagett, where he hid behind a bunch of tulip lights and bellowed incoherently, then stood on my headphones (yes, those ones) and broke them.
Teh Internets - it's a bad influence.
Teh Internets - it's a bad influence.
