Hugs to you too!
You’re getting that too? My ex-fiance’s new fiancé (who as my ring FYI) is often suggested we become friends. I wonder if FB suggest ME to HER..
Doesn’t matter. When you’re drunk at 3am on the floor surrounded by discarded Taco Bell wrappers and singing this at the top of your lungs..hitting those consonants won’t matter.
Yes, I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes
You’d know what a drag it is to see you - Bob Dylan. Positively Fourth Street
My office is very small. I bought my boss these one year..she uses them everyday for her lunch. The year after that I got her plates with “Funny” faces on them (think that magnet Hairy Harry game or whatever). Last year I got her a large fox shaped eraser. Its sitting on her desk as a paper weight. All of these gifts…
Yeah..normally I’d be on board with this pissing contest but not tonight. Reading the “timeline” of events made me physically ill. I also have a lovely French friend whose family is still in Paris and I was really worried (they're okay).
I’d see it. And bring a bottle of Windex
Throwing “Wifey” in the mix too
I IMMEDIATELY thought of this :https://twitter.com/LosFelizDaycar…
At least at my hospital (in a Chicago Suburb). It might be for some people but not for me. I really just wanted my Son OUT and didn’t care about capturing those nitty gritty moments. We got lovely photos of after (my husband holding him for the first time/me holding him after I had DOWNED a cold turkey sandwich).
They gave us a reason. I don’t remember. Not that it matter. I didn’t want any fucking photos taken during the labor. I had other things to worry about, like delivering a healthy baby. My husband had other things to worry about, like letting me squeeze the shit out of his hands.
My hospital wouldn’t allow photos during the labor. Before and After was fine.
Yes. I’m 31.
mmmkay..Per Billboard
Yeah, I’m a little confused as to why they were there. TO THE GOOGLES!
It’s insane. The relative that posted it rarely leaves the home anyway..so I’m not sure why its a big deal for her. It’s not like the employees at the Bargain Barn are busting her ass for telling them “Merry Christmas” after completing holiday transactions.