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If you were planning one of the many parties I assume you have without me, would you: A) Invite me! B) Neglect me!

Cars 4: Big Victorian Bicycles, a story about an 1860s bi-pedal speedster who is on a quest to get both of his wheels to be the same size.

You should be begging on your hands and knees for help. Pathetic. And deep down, you’re scared.

I lost motivation for my role of being the embodiment of vanity. To put it lightly: remote work has challenged the core values I once held dear.

I’m very worried that you know me for one picture taken on my 72nd birthday more than anything else.

Maybe before departing, the yogurt left a note for its live-in yogurt boyfriend, who was at his company kickball league going absolutely beast mode.

All My Fucks graduated from Shame University in 1998 with high honors.

Can we be honest? I haven’t written a single page yet so the actual final product is as much of a mystery to you as it is to me.

We parked our vehicle in several spots over the two-week period. No matter which spot we occupied, a human would tell us we were in “their spot.”

Next to me is some sort of spatula that is red and green and says “Baking Spirits Bright!” It’s July, Richard. I can’t believe this is my life now.

Yes, I tried replacing the batteries. A fresh set seemed to do nothing except make his tone even angrier.