We actually do call him that occasionally (Obi Wan?) but I prefer Pint-sized-O simply because nobody else gets it, so long as I stay clear of the interwebz.
Banging my head on the desk. Tonight is a perfect storm of "kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill meeeeeeeeeee".
- Hormones augh.
- All my joints hurt.
- My parents are crawling up my ass about making the bed of all goddamned things.
- Also, they want me to find my permit. The last time I saw it was when my mother flipped a bitch at me while we were driving. Which was like six months ago. It's not getting found OMG OMG TONIGHT FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF
... I might just go to bed, actually. Because fuck this.