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6 months agoWhen my wife wouldn’t stop listening to a loud and looped version of the Reba TV show opening, Hexbear was there for me.
When my wife covered me in honey while I slept and then laughed as I struggled to get out of my cocooned state, Hexbear was there to call me misogynist at first, but after I explained myself most of the people who laughed at me got banned.
Thank you, Hexbear.
And when I asked for $50 on here to get food delivered because I was too tired to cook after I had to spend 2 horus inchworming my way to the bath tub and arduously turn on the hot water tap with my face to dissolve the honey-infused bedsheet straitjacket I was trapped in, I got it. Hexbear has my back.