can he sit on your dash for a minute?? he'll be very polite :]
If you've played DND...
Yeah.
Blood loss? No I know exactly where it is
i blog for girls who are umm relentlessly tormented. By the misery
The verdict is out. As retribution for never having worked at the house of burger, I am doomed to spend two days in the late-night Mcdonald's. A fate only known to an unlucky few, that I will soon have to count myself a part of.
have a scrumptious morning my lovely mutuals. the rest of you figure it out
allow me to tell you of the grave error i made yesterday. it was 8pm. i was cooking moroccan stew. needed to let it simmer for 25 minutes before i added the chickpeas. i shall go upstairs, thought i, and take a shower, and leave the chickpeas on the counter to drain. puddles the cat is sleeping near the stove. i briefly consider locking her out of the kitchen - but surely even she, leviathan of unconquerable appetites, will not concern herself with hard, drained, uncooked chickpeas. surely not.
with this set-up in mind, what do you imagine i found when i came back downstairs?
tooiebugs are out today! tooiebugs are here to play!
Trying to make an american jiangshi by taping a mcdonalds receipt to the corpses forehead
Yeah??? What about it???
Alternate title to Soldier, Poet King, by The Oh Hellos,
Cowboy, Ninja, Viking.
I just heard the most anguished cry of "noooooooo!" From a kid in the bathroom at my work. Should I be afraid?