I told someone I was 32 yesterday. I'm 29. Matt is 32. I apparently don't know how old I am anymore, cause I've just merged my essence with the bot.
I need to bake this weekend for no reason in particular. [img]
Joke's on you, the Jets have always sucked and words can't hurt me more than any butt fumble. [img]
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Personally, I would rub them in softened butter or some olive oil, tbh. Maybe a little salt? I wouldn’t go without at least a scant amount of...
Right? I mean, if I want to entertain Bearnie, I'll put on a nature documentary.
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They really love funnel cakes [img]
Sounds like a thursday night to me.
[img] I wanted to relax. Franklin the Tanklin wanted to hit the trail with his favorite ball. Frank won.
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He prefers cocaine.
Is that why my astigmatism got so much worse?!
[img] Do you guys see what I have to live with? Every morning with this!
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