That still almost never works. It’s better than focusing on looks, but it’s a lottery. You either succeed or you don’t.

My fiancée messaged me first on OKC. So, yup.

I can only imagine the retort would be “Twinkie sucker.”

I must have looked up the wrong Story of O, because that...was nothing like Doctor Who.

Stick polishers.

He and I have a lot in common too. We both like...never mind.

He can kiss my Thin Mint-munching ass.

Come on Midler, you’re Bette-r than this. Don’t stoop to her level.

Wow. I am not even going to touch that one.

Nope, “post night.” Like post-partum.

To be fair, who wouldn’t want to sleep inside a giant furry va—

Sweden usually is too.

But only if you can afjord it!

Yeah the mom just has to give Jong-un postis noctis.

I know you all are neutral and all, but would you conquer us? Please.

To me it sounds like a backhanded defense.

Too obvious.

Gescatpo.

And STDs.

I worked retail for eight years. You have my deepest sympathies.