My father died from a lubed up chimney.
He slipped and broke his neck and we didn’t find him for days until he started to stink.
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Spiderwort@lemmy.dbzer0.com 1 month ago
That feeling when you wake up Christmas morning to find your chimney all gaped-out and smeared with lube.
SatansMaggotyCumFart@lemmy.world 1 month ago
assassinatedbyCIA@lemmy.world 1 month ago
A terrible day to be literate