2915 pts ยท February 27, 2014
Florida
@ElbowDeepInAHorse
This is a peak Mr. Rogers lesson.
Australia intensifies.
Crazy like a fox.
Answering the real questions.
I feel this.
My husband and I just spent fifteen minutes arguing whether macaroni and cheese was a salad, or a pile of sandwiches.
April 2010 update: https://oddculture.com/the-legend-of-the-grape-lady/
https://oddculture.com/the-legend-of-the-grape-lady/ Not so much.
Upvoting for title.
Of where? There's got to be a story here.
What the hell kind of vending machine is that?
Did I see butter on a stick, too?
My kid is at a sleepover. I've had two fuzzy navels and done a load of laundry. Nothing like drinking in an empty house.
OP delivers.
And then need surgery, judging by what happens when my cat eats balloon string.
I came here to post this and you beat me to it. You get my upvote.
If I ever don't upvote none-pizza-left-beef, just assume I'm dead.
I want to know why the dog has a gun. Does he have awesome puppy thumbs? I want to see puppy thumbs.
I would do a great many things for free tuition. That shit ain't cheap.
Always upvote Clone High.
Hufflepuffs are scarier than they first appear, it seems.
Photoshop.
I once washed one of my husband's XL wool sweaters on hot, dryer on high. When it came out it fit a Cabbage Patch kid.
Right. The left is more revealing, which isn't my favorite.
Love the thoughts. Hate the font.
I scrolled past this but I had to come back.
People don't think it be like that, but it do.
I just did a load of laundry containing nothing but pajamas and sweatshirts. Vacations at home on the couch alone are glorious.
Florida
@ElbowDeepInAHorse
This is a peak Mr. Rogers lesson.
Australia intensifies.
Crazy like a fox.
Answering the real questions.
I feel this.
My husband and I just spent fifteen minutes arguing whether macaroni and cheese was a salad, or a pile of sandwiches.
April 2010 update: https://oddculture.com/the-legend-of-the-grape-lady/
https://oddculture.com/the-legend-of-the-grape-lady/ Not so much.
Upvoting for title.
Of where? There's got to be a story here.
What the hell kind of vending machine is that?
Did I see butter on a stick, too?
My kid is at a sleepover. I've had two fuzzy navels and done a load of laundry. Nothing like drinking in an empty house.
OP delivers.
And then need surgery, judging by what happens when my cat eats balloon string.
I came here to post this and you beat me to it. You get my upvote.
If I ever don't upvote none-pizza-left-beef, just assume I'm dead.
I want to know why the dog has a gun. Does he have awesome puppy thumbs? I want to see puppy thumbs.
I would do a great many things for free tuition. That shit ain't cheap.
Always upvote Clone High.
Hufflepuffs are scarier than they first appear, it seems.
Photoshop.
I once washed one of my husband's XL wool sweaters on hot, dryer on high. When it came out it fit a Cabbage Patch kid.
Right. The left is more revealing, which isn't my favorite.
Love the thoughts. Hate the font.
I scrolled past this but I had to come back.
People don't think it be like that, but it do.
I just did a load of laundry containing nothing but pajamas and sweatshirts. Vacations at home on the couch alone are glorious.