That guy doesn't even have a place to poop.
That guy doesn't even have a place to poop.
Anyplace you poop in your hat is a home!
Anyplace you poop in your hat is a home!
Very philosophical, I carry my home with me.
Which really makes me think, where do hermit crabs poop? Like right in their shell? That's gross.
Very philosophical, I carry my home with me.
Which really makes me think, where do hermit crabs poop? Like right in their shell? That's gross.
I think the object of their game is to poop in someone else's shell. Hence why they're always rushing around, to get away from that other guy, who's shell they just pooped in!
I think the object of *their* game is to poop in **someone else's** shell. Hence why they're always rushing around, to get away from that other guy, who's shell they just pooped in!
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