Rude indeed.
I don’t want to be mean to them. They’re too lovely.
Rude indeed.
I don’t want to be mean to them. They’re too lovely.
Lahdeedah. My dad said he made skirt steak for dinner, but there is no way that was skirt steak. I could barely eat any of it, my jaw was working too hard.
I need a job and to be in shape.
My blogspot account is going to be put to use now so go check it out, please!
I really enjoy spending time with my family or chilling in my room alone, but I really just want to do something tonight. Anything.
Tipsy man and his significant other: Is this better than frozen yogurt or ice cream?
Me: Both!
Kayla: It’s even richer!
Man (as he pats his belly): Oh, but my body is a temple.
Me: I think you should let this pray in your temple.
They show their cheese wheels making corny jokes and then say, “we wait for our cheese to mature.” Well, I think they got it wrong, the cheese wheels could make the same joke, and then they could say, “we like our cheese cheesy.” Fancy cheese people aren’t eating cheez-its they don’t expect this to be aged cheddar. They want a cheesy taste, so I want my cheese wheels telling cheesy jokes.