I've had that scene from "Parenthood" where Rick Moranis' character is singing "Close To You" to his wife in classroom, stuck in my head all morning.
I guess my mind is just wondering whatever happened to Rick Mornais.
You handed some guy a spoon you found, he yelled SPOON GAME, and then the two of you spent the next 20 minutes throwing spoons all over the kitchen.
All i remember is Liz dragging me home yelling at me, crying, and barfing
Porch rule of tonight: when you sing, you must use "something" as a microphone. The person to use the most "creative" object gets the door prize...so far Stephie is winning with Jennifer's dog.
I have a fannypack full of condoms and acid. Let's get weird.
You did profess your love for cotton multiple times and your hatred for all other fabrics
The sun and I are not on speaking terms this morning
Hello. You don't know me, but word on the street is that we are now eskimo sisters. I feel like we should go out for coffee and compare experiences.
We had a One Night Stand 6 months ago but he just Facebook invited me to his wedding. Who the fuck does that.
OMG I WAS JUST THINKING ABOUT HOW OUR FRIENDSHIP IS SO REAL BECAUSE I SHOW YOU DICK PICS AND WE LAUGH TOGETHER.
I'm fucking sick of guys. I think I'm going to date myself. No drama. And I know I'll always put out.
What's the best way to tell a guy he can call me when his impending divorce is finalized?
Point in my hangover when I'm honestly not sure if I'm about to puke, or shit my pants.
he's single and there are thong briefs.
My roommate just angrily told the cat he should have knocked, but that's not lockdown madness. They're always like that.
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