ooohhmmgg, that’s brilliant. You’ve just made my day. I’ve been reading k/s stories all day. Squee!!!
"Holy cow I’m turning into a California Raisin!" —Yelled by me upon the realization that I stayed in the bath too long. My feet look like death.
Which brings up the thought.
I look like a raisin, maybe I was destined to turn into a dead grape. We eat DEAD grapes. SO… does that mean that raisins are Zombie Grapes?
I don’t want to turn into a zombie grape. I haven’t lived my life yet, haven’t met any celebrities. This is unfair. I used to think raisins were safe, apparently I’ve been living in a bubble of lies.