I’m a Taurus dating an Aries. We’re a united front of hating at all times. Complementary forms of hating. A well-balanced team.
I’m a Taurus dating an Aries. We’re a united front of hating at all times. Complementary forms of hating. A well-balanced team.
You don’t get to do dead kid horror AND be a big weiner about it.
You don’t get to do dead kid horror AND be a big weiner about it.
Then you find out you’re the same age (or they’re YOUNGER) and you feel like:
Then you find out you’re the same age (or they’re YOUNGER) and you feel like:
A wasteland of posts like “I think using two pillows demonstrates an inherent internal weakness. Why are you mad!!!!!”
A wasteland of posts like “I think using two pillows demonstrates an inherent internal weakness. Why are you mad!!!!!”
“Football looks too vaginal? It’s too LATE, Ron. We’ve printed the t-shirts. Run the goddamn ad.”
“Football looks too vaginal? It’s too LATE, Ron. We’ve printed the t-shirts. Run the goddamn ad.”
How the fuck is this the salary?
How the fuck is this the salary?