@drones
My LDS neighbor who has no job and isn’t doing well with his basketball card dropshipping biz knocks on my door every damn day like Isabella from Phineas and Ferb even though I set boundaries. On my Saturday off, he and his buddy woke me up chatting about colors for “boy’s bedrooms,” “girl’s bedrooms,” and “prayer time+babymaking.” The friend brought me a Boyd K. Packer sermon book, which felt nice until I read two pages of that garbage. I gave them Kava, and in their stupor, they confessed they do Yaba (meth+caffeine) on the regular to “take the wickedness out.” They offered me pressed ice, which I declined because 1) That’s a fent overdose waiting to happen, 2) I’m already wired off nicotine, 3) They definitely just wanted some dick and I’m not about to hook up with closet Mormons who handed me a book basically saying I should kill myself for being brown and queer. Atp I really wanted them out so I made them watch ASMR Labubu C-section videos until they got uncomfortable and left.
