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I always keep candy at my desk. I do try to buy something that I won't eat all day long. And I purposely buy Sour Patch Kids for when my Sr VP comes to town. Gotta score points anyway I can get them.
My bunny was the mutherf'ing bomb. She'd chase the cat, we'd go on walks, she'd sleep on my shoulder or in the crook of my arm, she'd hump anything fuzzy (animate or inanimate).
Post by EthnicallyCrimean98476 on Nov 1, 2012 23:30:26 GMT -5
I found out today my school is offering a two credit electronic music production course next semester. Looks like DJ Ned is going to be working on some sickkk drops!
Bad dubstep jokes aside, I really am looking forward to taking that course. I've got a few spare credits to burn and a glut of free time that I won't be used to having.
Welcome back Bonz, but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal.
Hiiiiii guuyyyssss! I haven't been on in about 220 hours I feel a little lost. Who am I? Who are you?
welcome back. if it wasn't for my job having power or my phone having internet I wouldn't be on here either. No power going on day 5. Could be worse though so I'm thankful
welcome back. if it wasn't for my job having power or my phone having internet I wouldn't be on here either. No power going on day 5. Could be worse though so I'm thankful
Good attitude - I hope you get it back over the weekend.
"Pretty blond walking down eggert road towards dunkin doughnuts i was driving white van honked"
Inspired disregard for widely accepted sentence structure.
F*cking love that this guy thought he had a missed connection while driving the vehicle that everyone agrees is the official vehicle of creepers and scumbags.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.