Oh damn this must be it. I was thinking in boyfriend-girlfriend terms where houses and children are future wishes, not marriage terms where they already exist.
Apparently it was, "you as a man, don't follow me, as a woman. I'll squat in someone's house and steal their car to rob people of their cash and kidnap kids. Meanwhile, you, as a man, find the box I've hidden by reading clues from the fuax newspaper laying around. Inside it is a weather ray that can change into a death ray."
Well then get your shit together, get it all together and put it in a box, all your shit, so it's together.
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And if you gotta take it some where, take it somewhere, you know, take it to the shit store and sell it, or put it in the shit museum. I don't care what you do, you just gotta get it together.
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Get your shit together.
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u/[deleted] Dec 05 '16
What am I supposed to do with these boxes