me, yelling downstairs: hey maggie guess what joyce and walky rerun we’re at maggie: what me: the icy-hot one maggie: i am SO sorry me: gugghghgh maggie: SO sorry
is this shitposting
look walky the gym rules explicitly forbid grandstanding
Behold: my wife
I couldn’t fold paper even if my grades depended on it. I should know. I got a C- in that one art school class. Me: Woo, art school, finally some all-As territory!!! First class: fold this paper Me: oh nooooo
first exhaust all alternatives
it’s a good’un!
I know come Shortpacked! Times, I introduced “for the love of Cheese” into everyone’s lexicon, but it’s probably a little weirder coming out of Joyce’s mouth, since Walky was, you know, sort of The Cheese for a while.
remember what booster said about stubble
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