This was my requirement. I’ll change my name, but only if your last name is better.

You use wax? I scrub that shit down and oil it. For a smoother and more even experience.

They did that because his parents forced him and she maintained contact throughout.

Framboise biblioteque?

Why are you/who is ungreying this nonsense?

Or the easiest way to never get robbed is to never own nice things.

Well, I kind of resent the larger one on behalf of the smaller one. But only because it gets more attention.

I’d push hard about that if you can. Maybe legal Jezzies can help, but that seems illegal.

Dulce de leche. Sugar, milk, low heat, time. And you just stir it a bit, and then you get the most decadent caramel goodness.

Oh fuck, I remember that thread. I cried too and was left feeling shattered by humanity. It was on par with Dani Mathews.

We talked I think a bit about this before, I think, as my partner is in the same situation, just maybe three years ahead of you.

Rompers, like slides, and the cake, are a lie.

I think people were looking for you to acknowledge that part, which you didn’t know about when you first commented, but you kind of doubled down at the beginning.

Just in the sartorial pants/romper on the floor sense, in case that wasn’t clear in my haste to share the only visual reference I have for this phenomenon.

You are sitting in a stall with these bad boys. I mean unless you wanna be that guy (1:05)

Ahah ahaha I liked that one too.

You just advocated for adultery and statutory assault. So yeah, people are going to call you out.

I have a long torso, small belly and wide shoulders. Rompers look horrible on me, worse than those shirts that clip under your crotch and make my boobs disappear, and to add injury to insult, the rompers give me constant front and back wedgie. Like it’s trying to aggressively floss my nethers. The ones with no…

I only know Daughtry existed because he sang a Wicked Game cover and was hot, I never knew Hicks existed until now.

He needs the electric sex pants.