Sweet, bewildered holds up the drunk part (now pass out at the table mid conversation like my mother told me that my sister did last night), and pinkcup reminds me of my failings as a woman and a daughter. All is right in the world.
I to,d my mom this year that my womb is full of dead sticks. She got sad. I am worst daughter. D not worry.
Sweet, someone spilled red wine on the slipcover. Between the poo and the booze, that couch is done I think. I love y'all tibettrs! Merry Christmas and stuff.
My niece is going through this fun with freces stage where after she poops she reaches behind her into her diaper and painters various surfaces of the house with poo. The couch has been targwyted twice this trip. Also the big s teen t. And the windows. Yaaaaaaaaay wine!!!!
I'm not a hip-hop guy. I know, that can be sacrilege around here, but I'm just not big on it. I enjoy it, but not in the "I need to buy hip-hop albums" kind of way.
She's 3.5 and special needs. She was in the hospital doe almost a year because she was born at 25-26 weeks gestation. Nice try though.
I feel like setting thin in fire and starting fights, Probably should not have bourbon I n mass quantities again. I am feeling combative and my brothers not taking the bait. They just to,d me to take a nap. Exit: called them whale vaginas for not taking more shots, they are laughing at me and I do not like it
Well Pinkcup you have inspired me to pour a bourbon myself. I'm not doing shots though. I'm a petite whale vagina, thankyouverymuch.
I don't like it, but I have something of a "DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO" complex. When somebody says "OMG you will LOVE (insert musical artist here), you NEED to get their albums!" Well, then I don't, and I end up buying music years after everybody's worn it out. So this gift card is the first time in years I have a good lump of cash to buy music. And alas - I have no turntable. I am gonna load up on some good indie-ish rock, or some Motown R&B ala Sharon Jones and Charles Bradley.