What the fuck did Patricia and I buy?... next time, I'm going to ask lot's of questions and ACTUALLY LOOK AT THE ITEM.
Take this for example: I thought I bought a tent, but I bought a clown house! ... I feel like if I go inside I'll be lost in some 'Alice in Wonderland' world.
And the odour ... I feel like I'm in a jungle.
Hopefuly trish and I can either get a refund in exchange for his tent back form the guy we bought it from, or we
can sell this piece of jun - I mean baby for $20 (*fingers crossed*). We'll even throw in a can of lisol!
I'll flash you even? lol I swear to you, I don't even want to touch it. I hate the thing, I really do.
