I just bought this cookie sandwich and asked him to bag it....like it was porn. Brown bag my shame, please! I hate walking around with fattening food, because I imagine everyone is nodding at each other, thinking, "well, that explains how he got like that."
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Food is my vice. You have to just learn to say no.
It's not the "no" that's challenging. It's when I'm saying yes and feeling bad with my choice. I pay someone $125 an hour though to help me through with this stuff.
You can give me twenty dollars an hour, and i will tell you that you are out of control, and have become an embarrassment to yourself and everybody around you.
Not gonna happen!
Isn't a bodega a toilet? Did that ice cream take a trip in the urinal? Did those sunglasses really get into the urinal on accident?
Here's the definition of bodega:
1. (esp. among Spanish-speaking Americans) a grocery store.
LOL! Oops... I was thinking of those European mini toilets. Paul - you are definitely the more cultured man!
That would be bidet sir.
Ah yes, the bidet. I've never used one, they seem uncomfortable. I don't want to be blasted in the ass.
That's what she said!
sorry, I couldn't resist. :)
I bought a second-hand vehicle with body damage. I feel like the universe is punishing me for always thinking "THAT'S why your car is fucked up!" when I see someone driving badly in a damaged car.
Man, that ice cream sammich looks good...
- Joe's friend, Bo
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