You could leave a cardboard cutout of Erik Estrada at the front counter and I guarantee you no one would ever know the difference. Not so much because you resemble Erik Estrada, more so because you have the personality of cardboard.
awkward follows you like a beer chasing a shot of tequila.
F*cking bi+ch drinks a 1 oz bottle of goose and thinks she's French
I'm in a lynch mob? I had no idea. This is really worrying; I really don't have time for another extra-curricular activity.
I hosting thanksgiving at my house for the third (and last) time, and I get to do all the cooking. Hear that ladies, I'm actually secretly a pretty good chef.Turkey (just finished prepping)Mashed PotatoesCranberry SauceSuccotash (wink wink, MBW)StuffingMushroom CassaroleAll from scratch, no boxed *&^%! I've burnt my fingers 3 times already