yeah my work is doing one too but they drew names like last fucking week....I ain't got no time fo that....so I decided not to do it...besides I made thanksgiving dinner for all those fat fucks so they should be getting me something regardless...not to mention I offered to cook for Christmas too and they were like "naw management got it"...I'm gonna be livid if they order papa johns...home cooked food vs fuckin wanna be dog shit....sorry....I'm just stressed out.../rant
my competition is bacon...and I've been losing that battle for....3...3 years....plus side was I found out that tits can't be the answer to every question...my poor dejected boobies
shit that's flock of seagulls right there...I mean come on...you're gonna look at that and not say the man bun is the dumbest fucking thing in this generation?
i get songs stuck in my head for weeks....but i never really lose sleep over it....i go to sleep singing it, then in the morning i get up singing it....enjoy my current frustration
fuckin evergreen, balsam, mahogany balsam....PINE TREES...I just bought one of each kind at bath and body works...in each the candles, oil decanters, and car scents....fml FUCKIN TREEEEEZZZZ