My mom will haunt me from reflective surfaces in darkened rooms, as I shuffle past to get more snacks. I'll start wearing horse blinders soon.
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For the cats, at least. I wouldn't recommend doing it for yourself. I learned that the hard way.
My cats will be about to throw up, so I'll slide a paper towel under them, and they will try to move to get back to the floor.
You're absolutely right, as that cat will puke in the most inconvenient spot.
"Welcome to the internet, take a look around. Anything that brain of yours can think of, can be found."
Out of all possible fetishes, I do think it reasonable that somewhere out there exists a lass who would delight in blowing cubbles out her aft porthole.
Some rocks have an invisible field around them. If you pass metal through this field, you can make your hand tingle.
True, but most of the oppressors are boomers.
Weak men created hard times. Thanks, boomers.
Since the dip, I figured I'd take out a loan against my 401k and use it to pay off some debt.
He loved riding his bike. I've never done it, though. I think I've always been bike curious.
No volume, vibrate, led, or push notifications. If you want my attention badly enough, call. And I will screen the call and text you back at my convenience. I will not be on a leash. Now excuse me while I doomscroll for 2 to 17 hours.