Pop Artist/Gay boy by day/Drag Queen by night/YYC resident CLOUD 9 OUT SOON!
Thermochromic table by Jay Watson
imagine banging someone on that table
imagine being home alone and seeing imprints on that table
Imagine having a friend sit at that table for a long while, but when they get up there’s no imprints at all.
What if you got up after trying to console a crying friend, and found that you had no imprints… and they were crying because they missed you?
aaaah it was a cool table now it’s a horror/drama story
So, my family and I were eating dinner in the living room watching Big Brother and we heard a very loud bang that sounded like a couch being picked up and just dropped (it wasn’t the couch - I’m just explaining the sound) and my brother went around to see what it was and it was nothing. Nothing fell anywhere, my one cat is sleeping and my other cat was with us and we’re the only ones home. So he sat down and literally 5 seconds later, there was another loud bang. So my mom and my brother and I went around the house to see what it was and again, nothing.
Weird shit has happened before, but I’ve never blogged about it. But I am now, so this can be part 1 of a series of fuckery