That he needed to address the situation
At the ghost office.
Because your foot would go right through the computer screen!
flashback to me enjoying some hot soup on a rollercoaster* I saved a litter of puppies from a fire.
He was jacking off one day and his hand caught on fire.
Nana boo boo
you neek up on it.
It doesn't need cleaning
When she starts winning arguments with you inner-voice.
Cuz if he split, the situation would have gotten blown out of proportion.
They don't grasp the gravity of the situation...
Do I have to ask them to resend the authentication email, update my address or do I have to go to my local white privilege depot to request the trial edition of white privilege before I get the real thing?
Her/she
I don't know, just some dude.
Neither one delivers on Sunday!
It has huge balls on it. Credit goes to the 70 year old man who just came into my work and made my day.
