To those going to Miami tomorrow, please be sure to visit our fun fair setup at the Courthouse.
Photo booths, 23&me test kits, fingerprinting, make your own bracelets…
Be there, will be wild!
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Me: Okay*goes to bed
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Me: hell yeah![Later]
Me *alone at home* hang on
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Raisins are grape jerky.
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I’m an independent woman. I laugh at my own jokes.
Need tips on making something look like an accident.
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When I’m old enough, my kids better not leave me alone with a box of Crayolas and anything upholstered
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no, i mean. its great toast. i just didnt expect it to be french
I know it’s traditional to start work at 9, but I think we could lower that age to 8.
Dragon fire can’t melt stone pillars. King’s Landing was an inside job.
Them: Listen to your body more.
Body: You’re old. And you want lasagna.
therapist: so what’s troubling you?
me: my parents taught me to be so polite that now i have trouble taking up any emotional real estate
therapist: and how does that make you feel?
me: fine
[at grocery store]
me: no.
God: no.
brain: eat a coffee bean.
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ME: but we’re talking about it now
HIM: I mean like to your friends
ME: were not friends?
HIM: I mean kinda but-
ME: *crying* this hurts worse than getting punched
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Me: Why are you upset?
Her:
Me: Was it the Donald-
Her: Yes, it was the Donald Duck voice.
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Probably because I wear his name tag when he’s not there.
My parents bought us candy cigarettes for my 11th birthday party. The store was out of candy syringes.
I’m the only person breathing through my nose at this Walmart
OH. COME. ON.
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I’m not crazy.
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