“Hey, check this out,” Hayes says, nudging his roommates Ryan and Jackson to look at his student loan balance. Ryan looks over, eyes bugged: “Sweet.”
You’d think the "most wonderful time of the year" would have the most wonderful music to accompany it, but you’d be wrong. So very, very wrong.
Purrard said he felt like he was “living his emeow years all over again.”
“I was actually requesting they play the song 'Daughter.' I fucking love that song! I was in the moment and kept screaming, ‘DAUGHTER!!’... and holy shit, did things get crazy after that.”
Sure, it’s packed with lots of protein, but it’s also packed with a love for butt stuff. Some people love Greek yogurt and some despise it. These naysayers are not your people. They clearly do not engage in any butt play, whatsoever.
"Every fucking day it’s, 'What time do you work today, Sean?' Like goddamn, fam. My schedule is on the refrigerator. I even text them an image of my schedule every week. Can they not read? And why do they even care?"
“We met, of all places, in a group for fat cats, titled, ‘THIS CAT IS C H O N K Y,’” said Steve, fondly reminiscing about how he ‘met’ Samantha just eight blissful months ago.
"My clinics will provide sexually conscious parents with free or reduced-cost hymen checks for their precious angels, where the parents will be free from harsh judgement and criticism.”
“He can’t even get all of the chips in his mouth. It’s fascinating to watch, really. The crumbs will be stuck in his beard for days, and then he’ll eat them like they’re some kind of special snack. You could make an entire new bag of chips with all the pieces smashed in between the couch cushions."