The latest Family Guy has me in mourning.
Is this the beginning of the end for Family Guy?
Here’s your moment of zen for the day. My mom is out of town and I came back home to help out around the house.
To repel deer, my mom buys coyote piss. It’s actually a marketed deer repellent (I know). Because it’s bought in bulk, she transfers it into empty bottles of 409 so it’s easy to use and spray outside. The “deer repellent” warning, written in sharpie, faded off and somehow this bottle ended up beneath the kitchen sink with the normal bottles of 409 and other cleaning products. That means while cleaning the kitchen tonight, I sprayed the kitchen with coyote piss.
Good night everyone!
Because, let’s be honest, musicals do sound like this.