*buys a whole mess of pies* “it’s my sons birthday party he is popular and wanted pies” I say to the cashier, who knows I do this every day.
Do something that scares you every single day.
And you’ll probably die of a heart attack in a week.
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After kids: “Someone bring me my binder of takeout menus.”
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me [can imagine dragons whenever i want]: nice
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