So, as some of you might know, I somtimes get a little crazy!
Tonight when Ashley threw a tube of paint at me, I had to choices. One, simply ignore her childish games, and return the paint to its proper storage location. Or two... keep it real.
For obvious reasons, I decided to keep it real... thats when the shi*t hit the fan... or should I say paint hit the walls... Somhow the lid decided to fly off as I threw the paint tube back at Ashley, spraying paint all over the f*ckin place. All over the hard wood floor, our couch, Ashley, and the baige walls... the majority of it came out, but the big green smears on the couch and on the walls decided to stay.
... And that's when keeping it real goes wrong...
