Pugsley’s ectoplasmic review of the Lost Vape Paranormal 166

Strange happenings are afoot here at Steampugs Headquarters International Team house…..or S.H.I.T. House ….as I like to call it….

I can’t explain it…

I don’t want to understand it….

I pretty much shat my pants several times just reminding myself about it…..like now….for example…

One morning I got up for work as usual, did my normal triple ‘S’ routine of shit, shower & a shave….I got dressed, I drank coffee, I grabbed my keys…..and as I walked out of the front door…..there was a noticeable chill….in the air…

‘Weird’…I thought…..regardless, I zipped up my coat, got in my car and drove into work…

A few hours later, while I was sat at my desk enjoying my thirteenth coffee of the day….my phone pings….

A message from…..somewhere?……Where did it come from?…..Why was it telling me that something was…..’waiting for me at home’……well this was just too fucking much, at this point I was beside myself with the heebie jeebies, but I kicked up my skirt, grew some tiny testicles…..and drove home to face this ‘thing’…. in a calm and collected manner…like the brave soldier that I am….

I got home….gingerly opened the front door…..looked down and…

IMPOSSIBLE!……Where did it come from!?!?….Who put it there!?!? …….WHAT DOES IT WANT FROM ME!?!? …..

“Hey…..drama queen……a parcel came for you while you were at work…….I signed for it…..and why are you crying??”

scoffed my clearly more manly than me other half….

“And shut the fucking door it’s the middle of winter ffs”……..

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