This is not apropos of anything at all, but since you’re here and I’m here, I just have to say: Sliding Doors type deals are very OUT right now.
This is not apropos of anything at all, but since you’re here and I’m here, I just have to say: Sliding Doors type deals are very OUT right now.
I am not Mormon (RLDS represent) but my experience, pre-Mr. Squalor, was similar.
Unfortunately for your goal in having ID checked, cashiers are not required to check ID. It is the card owner’s responsibility, in most states, to report their card as lost/stolen if they discover it is missing, and dispute any fraudulent charges. Several years ago when I worked at GameStop, there was a holiday…
Speaking of making things about me... It has taken me until just now to think maybe his Twitter handle is “A plus K”, not “aplusk”, as in a made up word that rhymes with musk. Feeling very silly.
I thought my husband was the only person who measured trunk size in bodies. Hmm, he’ll be glad to know I found an internet stranger who does the same!
Dooooo you work at GameStop? I ran a store for them for almost a decade, and this was my life. I used to straight up tell parents that unless that application in their hand has their name on it, I do not accept it. Their indignation was so much fun.
First let me say I think you’re super smart and snazzy based on comment history. Second let me say that you’re so pretty in this picture, and probably all the rest of the time too. Third, sorry I’m a day late to the game, my husband took me on a spontaneous date last night, thus I was unable to join you all in SNS…
I spent like five minutes just staring at this photo, it’s amazing, and Liz looks SO GOOD. I love everything about her style.
In fact, I own them all!
If there were a non-weird way to do it, I’d gladly send him a card. You’ll surely never think of it next month, but I’m wishing him a joyful birthday from here!
This is the greatest. You guys look so happy. And also, you both remind me of Richard Schiff!
I know this one is obvious, but I sound so much like my mom that both my brother and my father can’t tell us apart on the phone (I live with my parents.) Now they both immediately ask “Is this Esme? Or Mom?” but they used to just start talking at rapid speed to whomever they thought they had on the phone. I used to…
I would say to go shopping together!