So that night, when he came home, I fixed him his...
kuriosum: You know, some guys just can’t hold their arsenic. Pussies.
Smoking? Because each time i take a drag i know...
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Phrases I am trying to fit into regular work...
fuiru: “Kill it! Kill it with spoons!” “It wasn’t like this before the Spaniards came” “…and if you turn it upside-down it looks like a snowman” “We have to deep throat our synergy without fetishizing brand quality” “You have to ask yourself: ‘Can I play with madness?’ The answer is yes, but only on Wednesdays.” “Don’t ask him…he’s a disciple of Bacchus” So far I’m 1 from 6.