My state gave you J. Law, Clooney, two-fifths of the Backstreet Boys, and multiple fifths of bourbon. I gave you a cover letter using Brian McKnight lyrics. Psuedo-adult by day; PGP, TFM, and TSM contributor by night. Please don't ask me to do math.
SPOILER: I gave up carbonated drinks two weeks ago. I was serious when I said I’m going to wear a crop top to the Miley concert next month. This is my spring break.
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OMG thank you!
I mentioned a Marvel-esque Super Dick and THAT’S what you got hung up on? K.
You know my Twitter handle.
You bring the pizza, I’ll grab the beer. I’ll meet you on the couch. Wear sweats.
Don’t you put that evil on me, Ricky Bobby!
God, you interns…
http://www.kentuckyderby.com/experience/traditions/mint-julep2
May the odds be ever in your favor.
This is what our generation has come to, hasn’t it?
Busy v. Janky: the battle of “which one am I closest to?”
1. I didn’t do it.
2. Yes.
I took a “wine tasting” class that has proven to be very beneficial in my adult life.
Thanks, Mom.
Sounds like a personal problem.
Tell me how you really feel.
Deal, boss. Deal.
You’re a peach.
Deal.
“IT CAME. IT ACTUALLY CAME.”
I’ve said those words before. Totally different scenario, though.
SPOILER: I gave up carbonated drinks two weeks ago. I was serious when I said I’m going to wear a crop top to the Miley concert next month. This is my spring break.
So, you were saying…?