Dude don't diss my tractor wife
HeyThisIsntTheYMCA
now when someone says eat a bag of dicks and throws me a bag of fun size snickers, we can't have a laugh at all because there's no vein. did you think about that mattel and mars bar corporation? did you?
now i'm scared to ask
now you got me thinking about embracing my wife and i'm feeling all googly moogly. i'ma go make some tea or something
no, you did it right.
my dude, i think you meant
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i think we are the type who recognize that multilingual folk exist. and those folk make mistakes. and they shouldn't be castigated for their mistakes. because i don't like being castigated (unless she's my wife. i also choose this dude's wife. exceptions exist) do you?
In your hands, then out the window. Just like the French!
Um, how about umber?
Maybe that's a cultural thing. I came from a cult where everything was centered around making new cult members, either through recruitment or reproduction. We even were taught to fuck and time our kids' birth such that they would be the oldest in their grade school class. There's social bullshit what goes along with being the oldest in class, better opportunities. The reasoning wasn't for the kids, it was for the cult. Fucking cults. That usually means Fall birthdays, so Winter conception.
Do those have the vein? I don't really eat Statesian chocolate