Respectfully disagree – the last time I went as an adult, I felt bad for the animals. I just want my brothers (and sisters) of the animal kingdom to run free. I understand that a zoo is the only place to physically witness a lot of the animals but, I just can’t get over how depressed they look…like cube animals in an office corral.
Yoga – get nice and limber plus relaxed before going to pound town? Sign. me. up.
Farmer’s Market – food, coffee, and dogs? I’m in.
Painting Class – BYOB? and devils lettuce prior? Call me Monet.
Brunch with “Girls” – booze + TV (or cellular device) + food = I’m content
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Second to last sentence invalidates the article. Please excuse me while I go watch Barstool Pizza Reviews and let my mouth water all over my keyboard.
Dude, it’s not cool to care about animals…apparently. Source: my comment on zoo animals from earlier today.
Respectfully disagree – the last time I went as an adult, I felt bad for the animals. I just want my brothers (and sisters) of the animal kingdom to run free. I understand that a zoo is the only place to physically witness a lot of the animals but, I just can’t get over how depressed they look…like cube animals in an office corral.
Or the free office swag 30 oz RTIC tumblers, fo free
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Marriage sounds awesome.
Can confirm.
Flexin’ on ’em with the Masters polo. I see you playa
Find yourself a Metro Diner – get the Spicy Honey Chicken Biscuit. FuhfuhFIRE
Find yourself a Metro Diner – get the Spicy Honey Chicken Biscuit. FuhfuhFIRE
Sup?
thinking about going solo to a coffee and wine tasting, will attempt some long range 3’s bc it’s 2018 and shooters gon shoot
That is *real* yoga, not Americanized / bastardized yoga.
“Show me them titties!”
Kelsey must be a certified dragon. She’s got Eric wrapped around her pinky and homeboy barely even knows it.
You drunk?
Power Move. I also like to go with, ” hey guy”.
Not getting a refund this tax season…
Yoga – get nice and limber plus relaxed before going to pound town? Sign. me. up.
Farmer’s Market – food, coffee, and dogs? I’m in.
Painting Class – BYOB? and devils lettuce prior? Call me Monet.
Brunch with “Girls” – booze + TV (or cellular device) + food = I’m content
I’m woefully single, holla atcha boi.