I love you more each and every day.
I love you more each and every day.
I'm asking for it. But.
So... That site let me place that galaxy in my bag, and proceed to check out. Got to the final submit before I cancelled myself, but it is still saying it will ship quick?
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We don't want them ON OUR PHONES. The text "Hey what's up?" is not a solicitation for "my penis that's what" but with video. In person is A OKAY. Unless it is unsolicited as well.
Unintentional. Damnit. Well played.
So I was thinking on the whole "girls are sexting whores" stance that a lot of schools have. And the fact that both sexes sext. Do girls bet in more trouble because their faces are more likely to be in the picture (chest shot) and boys are more likely to send crotch shots (headless)? Or administrations just full of…
THIS. Killed Peggy for me. And Pete. Just drives me nuts. And she's a bright girl... Who didn't know she was pregnant. GAH.
Amen. This article took a huge turn. I can't understand how it's either all of the guns and killing all of the children or it's no guns and everyone is peachy? That's not how things work.
1.) Dear God, don't let them get any bigger.
Um. I bench to my ribs. Which brings the bar under my boobs. Because. You know. They don't touch my toes. Have you ever watched a woman bench, ever? By this logic, any sitting bench exercise should be easier for a woman than a man because of dem nutz. Am I missing sarcasm? Please let me be missing sarcasm.
MINE WAS DONATELLO! No bullshit. I loved him. My boyfriend finds this hilarious. Also: This. http://www.etsy.com/listing/123401080/handpainted-ninja-turtles-bra?ref=sr_gallery_1&ga_search_query=donatello+bra&ga_view_type=gallery&ga_ship_to=US&ga_search_type=all
It was winter in Texas- By spring, he would have come inside anyway. He just got a head start. We had him outside during the day, and inside at night if it got below 40.
Oh my. How crass. *Clutches Pearls*
Moved out, eventually. But I let him know (in a Southern, round about way) that I was on to him. And that I had finally gotten my CTC. And a big indoor dog. He left us alone from then on.
THATS THE SAME THING I THOUGHT! And no. We didn't. But I may not have been looking in the proper places.
I let him know that the plumbing issue had been solved, how odd it was what was found in it, how I couldn't believe this had gotten in there and someone must have deliberately put it in there, and if we needed anything, that I would call. Then I let him know I finally had my CTC permit, so to please call ahead upon…
Landlord horror stories: GO!
Death penalty is too damn expensive. Cheaper to just let him rot it out.
The SINGLE time I received side eye from a pharmacist for picking up my birth control, I made it quite clear (Possibly embarrassingly so) that neither my vagina nor sex life was any of her business, and that she should hand it over or I was going to severely fuck up her day. I find if you say that last part very…