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I used to be the most talked-about piece of art in this museum. Now I'm not smiling anymore.
Money? Money? Money? Excuse me. Money? Money? Money? You. Give. Now. Money. Me.
Given these conditions, we may be decades away from being able to fake another moon landing.
I’m like Rosamund Pike in the first act of "Gone Girl," when she was still a brunette.
But let me be clear: your hesitation to place a single mark on any of my acid-free, silk-finish pages is one hundred percent correct.
Will whatever the child is trying to do harm them but make for an awesome viral video?
The Anxious Solo Traveler - Decided to “step out of his comfort zone” by joining a tour where every minute is planned.
Kayley blows past two seniors on recumbent trikes, yelling, “Get off the Pike, ya shitheads! This lane’s fa passin’!”
I don’t expect to meet anyone by joining your Club, but I wouldn’t be upset if someone asked about me. Has anyone asked about me yet?
Our competitors have all sucked up extremely hard to get here, but only one unctuous little twerp will advance to the county-level semifinal.
HHD 101: Introduction to Loud Sighing While Doing Dishes, TXT 250: Ellipses and Emotional Subtext, and SOC 480: "I'm Not Mad" While Obviously Mad.
Just because you don't need me to print those big Excel spreadsheets anymore doesn’t mean I don’t want my buttons fingered regularly.