Roman Wedgies, Dead Rats, and Angry Latinas

I don't know, maybe that's also, like, reincarnation to an extent.

But either way, wedgie somebody in the Roman Empire is for me. We live in the city

and there are always dead rats in the alley. I might swap for that.

That's how much I hate laundry. That's not an exaggeration. That is exactly what it is like

being with, living with, or even conversing with an angry Latina woman.