What do I want for Christmas? Just get me anything. Socks, sweaters, a crisp stack of twenties shoved inside a brown paper bag.
Imagine my horror as I watched Mario and Luigi stuff their pockets without a moment’s thought for their fellow trick-or-treater.
Tie-Dye Sonics Blindfold: Take a moment to soak in the game-day atmosphere by succumbing to all of your other senses.
So a few quick tidbits about where things are. From here your room is left, left, right, right, left, right, left, right.
After a moment of self-reflection, Jeff decides spying is unethical and this neighbors deserve more respect.
You may have noticed by now I’ve not typed a single word in over three hours. Don’t be alarmed. It’s all part of the process.
I didn’t help break into the Banco de España to see these delicious snacks I’ve generously prepared go to waste.
As far as anyone here knows, we’re just one extremely handsome journalist and one extremely available woman sharing bruschetta.
Kyle’s father just asked if “Post Malone is a sequel to Bugsy.” Agents remain locked and loaded as they stand by for further instruction.
Lay very long in bed, enthralled by newly bequeathed Ozark. The Sickness, I hear, encreases in the towne much, and exceedingly everywhere.