I am a big scaredy cat along with my travelling companion bhk. We were unable to make it through the Ripley’s museum without freaking out and running past one of the scarier exhibits. Then I almost lost my pancakes on the twirling tunnel optical illusion. Ripley’s truly exposes my weaknesses. DAMN you Ripley’s!
[edit](the above brought to you by miss bhk, and is wholly her own perspective and opinion.)
However, I do agree that we’re both a couple of chicken-hearted lily-livers.
for the original voice post that I accidentally sent as private yesterday, visit here.
end of evening last night at uno’s – yummy! (bhk’s note: He drinks soda like a fish y’all :D)
