Didn’t you read the fine print before signing electronically that you agree to the terms and services? Item eight in particular?
And were you born a frigid bitch or did life’s small cruelties mold you into one?
You interjected to ask if my depression over the breakup was the reason I had forgotten to buy a new fuchsia ink cartridge.
Either way, I’m not going to pursue my dream full-time. Recklessly spend my money trying to make a living out of a hobby? No, that would be ridiculous.
Also, I was just joking when I said in my initial email that I would fold the report into a paper airplane and dart it at your bulbous ass.
Pro: It can help people see transportation solutions beyond cars. Con: Hey, cars are people too.
Let me stop you. That’s not mold. That’s ambiance. That’s character. That’s the sort of authentic, rustic charm people pay top dollar for.
Instead of scrutinizing the position of my butt, I would suggest admiring the lack of buttress in the position of my savings account.
These here are magic coins that live inside yer lightning box, protected by some new-fangled doohickey called a “blockchain.”
$432.01 - Limbo Beach Bar. Reason: We definitely thought we’d be closing some deals by shouting “Drinks on us!” We were wrong. Bummer.
It’s O.K, everybody has a different definition of success! Yours just seems remarkably close to failure.
I know your coach said it doesn’t matter if you win or lose. Your coach has obviously never been up to his asshole in debt for betting on collegiate air hockey.