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Man, if they're paying 5 dollars for a 1 minute walking delivery job that isnt out of the way, I feel somebody would have to be a moron to turn it down.

My masters is still in the Do Not Fold envelope, too. I'm very lazy about framing stuff.

I am pretty much getting what I want out of it--talking to people, spinning yarns and being weird, making friends, trying my bluff hand at humor. I do wish people would use the other folders more often. And yes, rectangle icons would be bomb.

I double dare you

I dare you

It was a Monster, which is way more fitting for this story involving a woman way more eager to kill her husband than the hapless milquetoast Hootie, who believes she'll share the fortune with him. Unfortunately he botched the job. And as he feverishly hurries to clean his trail, he has no idea the woman is setting up his demise. It's Body Heat meets Double Indemnity

This is the content I crave

Maybe the story isn't over yet.

I got caffeinated as fuck

I provided a real answer tho

Greeny, being eternal, was assumed to not have a birthday. Is this the arbitrary day Greeny has chosen, or a greater epiphany of an understanding (read as: a lack of understanding) about the universe's workings?

Real answer I ain't going to snoop. That would require untaping the pen from the paper. My bet is she's a secret admirer? Or a mistress? Maybe his boss is her husband and would recognize her handwriting

Those donuts are so fucking bomb they replaced my four addictions. Not necessary to tape drugs to the bag (the pen? The piece of paper?)

It was! I even got to walk through a construction site.

Work Bitch by Britney Spears is my go to

Got to the shop and bought mine. Then a stranger offered to pay me five dollars to bring a donut to a construction worker named Hootie across the street, and to not disclose who purchased it for her. She attached a packaged pen and a folded note to the inside of the paper bag and handed it to me. She demanded I try not to let it fall in the hands of his boss, as though I'd be able to figure who was who. She also instructed me to leave a few minutes after her. I did it, but only because I was sure it would either become a strange but exciting mystery with danger and intrigue in which I'd find myself helplessly tangled, or one task in a series of ongoing donut side quests. It was neither, but I still got five bucks.

https://www.standard.co.uk/news/world/the-us-is-finally-lifting-its-ban-on-kinder-eggs-a3691696.html

A very old two-screen indie theater where I worked during community college and stayed after hours screening movies, watching Its Always Sunny in the theater, and having paranormal experiences with my fellow coworkers and general manager It's still there. I'm not.

I say let them live. Probably won't be long anyway. (I still love the hickory heck out of skateboarding)

Where'd you get this pic of my friends from Youth Group?

Pre-writing ideas are pretty meaningless.

Definitely much bolder in certain ways than most Disney movies, which doesn't help remembering it's Disney.