Go ahead and eat half a box of thin mints with a whole bottle of sauvy b then tell me they’re not #1. I mean you’re allowed to have your opinion but that’s just offensive.
The brunch date is such a power move. Will you both be hungover? Yes? Will I be wearing last night’s mascara and pretending it’s a look? Yes. Will we accidentally get mimosa drunk? Absolutely yes we will.
I have really mixed feelings on this. You’re definitely right, but this isn’t soothing my anxiety attacks every time another friend gets engaged while I get carpal tunnel from excessive Bumbling.
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Going for a quesadilla post double SoulCycle. Thought about getting sweetgreen but that seemed a bit too basic even for me.
The s’mores ones are incredible
Hate that you said “soaks up the juices” but agree with the sentiment
Go ahead and eat half a box of thin mints with a whole bottle of sauvy b then tell me they’re not #1. I mean you’re allowed to have your opinion but that’s just offensive.
The brunch date is such a power move. Will you both be hungover? Yes? Will I be wearing last night’s mascara and pretending it’s a look? Yes. Will we accidentally get mimosa drunk? Absolutely yes we will.
Okay but I want a 2.5 carat Tiffany cut
“Still chuckling/sad” is probably going to be my epitaph.
Well when I stop working 60 hours a week and making horrible decisions at 2 AM this’ll be the first place I look.
Wings and beer at the bar. Gonna see if they’ll put The Bachelor on instead of NASCAR news. I’ll keep y’all posted.
Goddammit.
I have really mixed feelings on this. You’re definitely right, but this isn’t soothing my anxiety attacks every time another friend gets engaged while I get carpal tunnel from excessive Bumbling.
There would be no higher honor than to be incorporated into TGDAG in some way. I have to up my #TGDAG tag on Instagram.
“I’m really vibing my panic room pic tonight, shooting for the cover photo.” – Me last night.
Thanks for making dreams come true, Will.
I’m taking your mother to a nice seafood dinner and then never calling her again.
Some homemade chicken rice soup. Can’t mess with an old school classic.
Thrilled to have made my triumphant comeback to the panic room recap. S/o to Akroyd and Belushi for carrying me through.
Awww, my first PGP sup! I’m honored.
Not having a significant other to even drunkenly post to your snapchat story, let alone Instagram. PGP.
Ritz crackers in bed while watching Netflix since I seem to have caught the office bug. PGP or just sad?