I need some meat. Protein. NOW.
Maybe it isn’t the new windshield shaking, just the loose tape flapping. I hope I hope.
We’ll keep on trying till we run out of cake.
After reading the title, it was like my brain was refusing to think for a second. And then came out one word. Banana. And then I got the theme for Fairly Odd Parents stuck in my head (the chimp version).
Space monkey pirates.
That is all.
I wish I didn’t fall apart physically ever time I get stressed out.
What the hell do you care? That is the first thing that came into my mind.
You rang?
Finishing the bottle of wine I bought for the Chicken Penne casserole I’m making for my son’s wedding reception next week was the responsible and frugal thing to do, since I’m leaving town tomorrow night and Grandma won’t drink it. Even though I have tons to do and one glass makes me legally drunk…right?
- What the hell am I doing back on the Dope instead of working on finishing this report?!
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