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ok. what do you want to have for dinner? bbq butt? chili? whatchu' want gurl? do you all like cheescake? i just found my spring form pans.

noted

lies.

you forgot that video of your arse through the window on honeymoon. good times.

things will happen. videos will be made. shit will be seen.

my unit used to have beach parties at pendleton. (there's a fun beach, up from the torture beach) used to bike from el toro to oceanside. once you get going it's all good. but man, do your legs feel like spaghetti afterwards. good thing those kegs were nice and icy cold.

that would be an amazing adventure.

noted

i'm gonna' punch you in the ear.

loathe this dude...but damn love this song.

but it helps with hangovers.

i told you about tagging me. WHICH is why i turned off the tagging feature. @garbagepailcat nice tiddy orb. get some sage.

happy day of birth!

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i want to say 8 was when the girl child found out about santa, from an asshole kid. she asked me about it. i told her the actual story of st. nicholas, and that i still believed in santa, although he doesn't come around anymore like he used to, and asked parents to help pick up the slack. that seemed to go pretty well, until the next year. she told me. 'i don't think there's a santa with a sleigh and reindeer anymore, but i would still like to believe in 'christmas magic' for as long as i can **weep** it was the same year i tried to keep the tooth fairy going, because she came at me with that. so...she lost about 3 teeth that year, and i wrote her 3 letters, from 'ella, the tooth fairy' telling her the usual~listen to your parents, do good in school, be the best you. but the last letter i told her 'i have to go away now, because the tooth fairy is onlly for your baby teeth, but never forget me' and that was cool. it was a couple years later that the girl was like 'i know it was you that wrote those letters, but it's ok, because parents are jerks, and you weren't a jerk about it' so....iono...keep the magic alive as long as possible.

are you high? do i need to call someone?

spiced pheasant. oh yes.

well, aren't you a smooth talker. how you doin'?

muffins. indeed.

wait...you don't mean..

in a beautifully wrapped box?