This is what happens: friends Leaffan.
Golly Floaty. I’m humbled by your request: my very first. I hope my acceptance went through OK.
If I’m not mistaken, we potentially have acquaintances in Eastern Ontario, no?
Friend request went through A-OK!
As to the potential acquaintance - I know nothing!
OK Sgt. Schultz.
I hear ya’.
They have to give you a tv…
Actually Skald wouldn’t countenance harming a child even as a joke. I checked with Aslan to be sure.
It also means you have to help them move and drive them to the airport when the occasion arises.
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Maybe that’s why my friends list is not exactly overflowing…
To watch the planes take off on the conveyor belts.
Hide bodies?
Do I have to help hide bodies?
I friended somebody here once. Because of that I have to take Valtrex for the rest of my life. All my free time is now spent kayaking, rock climbing, mountain biking, and horseback riding on the beach.
Don’t do it.
What are you birching about? She is cool!
Sadly no, since the conveyors are only for the Arrivals.
Can I answer this after I request your friendship? Also – HOW DO I GET THE BLOOD OFF MY HANDS!!!
Of course not. Friends help you move. REAL friends are the ones who help you move bodies.
Do I know you?
That depends… Are you a cop?
And real real good friends make the bodies disappear, permanent-like if you know what I mean.
Just don’t let them do it in your backyard. You can’t ever get the cabbage smell out.