Someone can set fire to the Mona Lisa now because this is the most beautiful thing ever created.

You guys I think we have a solid group with their priorities in order and heads on straight.  Let’s make this happen.

Can I come? I’ll provide the snoods.

Nice to meet you, fellow robot. I too felt nothing. I swore something must be wrong with me and then I read after that Gosling and McAdams fucking hate each other... then it all made sense.

I should have created a burner for this, but I’ve been drinking, so fuck it. When I was a moron teenager, in 1995, my dad let me use his spare car - a 1985 Ford Escort hatchback, with a manual transmission. Given that I was an asshole, I drove this car around as such, on the windy roads of a one stoplight town,…

It rhymes, it’s confusing, it’s potentially offensive, it contains a curse word ... all things 13 year old me would endorse.  So 38 year old me was like, fuck it.  Yolo or something.

She truly is the Pepper Pots of our Twats.

Sophie Lionnet. Paix à son âme.

Remember: walk without rhythm and we won’t attract the worm. He who controls the spice, controls the universe.

My attorney’s name is Scott. Your story checks out. Though, I do pay him to be an asshole on my behalf, so.  Shrug emoji.

ALSO WHY ARE THEY ALWAYS NAMED CASEY OR DAN
DO NOT BE NAMED DAN

I hope she realizes that too. I consider myself *somewhat* intelligent and I’m not sure smarts are a even factor when loving someone, which leaves us all vulnerable to this bullshit. Also I hope you’re taking all his money in child support, because I’m a horrible shallow person. :)

I’m SO GLAD you’re clearing those foggy skies.  The sun hurts at first, but then it’s so, so warm.  All the love from this stranger.  :)

Your Mike is my Casey. He still can’t figure out why we’re not together, and continues to blame me for his current failures, event though I left that mess over 16 years ago. Like... the time span of the death of our failed, toxic relationship can now drive a car. Move on dude.

I’d ask what they get out of it, but I know the answer: life. Vampiric narcissistic supply from draining the soul of a strong person, bit by bit, little by little, for years. It’s sad that this experience is so familiar to so many of us. I hate that we all know a person like this.

You’re both correct. It was her business partner, Nathalie, who was acting as the manager on duty that evening. Telling your boss to eat a dick is ... just, spectacular, in the most literal of definitions.

YOU’RE NOT SUPPOSED TO TALK ABOUT FIGHT CLUB

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