Pet Sounds by The Beach Boys

Shirling

Couldn’t you just suggest “On se tutoie?”?

Pick my nose and wipe it on the interviewer’s desk, and acknowledge nothing.

Mortgage, no question.

What about the ponies? Are you a ponyphobe or something?

Not in my house
Not in a flat
Don’t make me grouse
I do not want that!

Always makes me misty

Seconding this! I’m in perimenopause and started HRT this summer. It’s made a pretty big difference so far!

Cook food that he doesn’t like

Birch beer, followed by Dr. Pepper and the cranberry ginger ale.

I’d assume I were trapped in a warp bubble.

It was 2000 and I was working as a stablehand: mucking out horse stalls, feeding, watering, turning out horses into the paddocks, tacking/untacking/grooming lesson horses from 7 AM to 4 PM six days a week for 5 bucks an hour under the table. January & February were the worst because the water buckets in each stall would freeze solid overnight and I had to bash the ice out of every single one in the morning (the barn didn’t have hot running water to melt it with).

Then I got burnt out and got a job at a video store.

This seems like a volume problem. How many dishes are you washing at a time? I do the dishes after every meal so it’s never a lot at once.

My bröther in beans, you’re gonna give yourself a hemorrhoid if you sit on the bowl too long.

A new eyeshadow palette, highlighter, and two lip products. Here’s a photo from the brand’s promotional materials because I haven’t received the shipment yet:

'Cause I’m not planning on going solo

Scrapple is one of those regional things that everyone seems to love but my family didn’t usually eat. My mom cooked it once and it was like wet cardboard covered in shoe leather. She’s a great cook but I wonder if she fucked it up because that made me never want to try scrapple again.

It consists of nooks and crannies.