Saw this on Tumblr. Dad and I have this superpower and it sucks. Neither of us can tolerate ants coming into the house. I'm so grateful my landlady sprays repellant on the foundations every year.
Ferris just pulled a masterful heist of turkey skin trimmings from the trash. He bid his time. He lowered our defenses with psychological manipulation. And then -- yoink.
Annual tradition of forcing my father to watch the Purina Dog Show. The fucks he doesn't give are palpable, but we bond over the dog handlers and judges' sartorial choices.
[FFXIV] I actually am really enjoying the game! I'm attached to my little black mage fella. Still probably won't pay for the full game because something inside me bucks and writhes at paying another subscription, but maybe...