"Hey Babe, this milk doesn't spoil for another 8 days. Let's go smell a rose."
"When I have a child, hopefully a son, I hope he has your looks but not your personality"
If this offends you, then have a cocktail. If you would like to reach out, email me at TheAgentWrites[dot]Gmail.com.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
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robhuebel:
My pumpkins got me so drunk last night. They called in sick for work today.
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