I'll probably be done by 8 or 8:30 tonight.
If you want Skyline when you're done, call me. Do you have my number?
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I'll probably be done by 8 or 8:30 tonight.
If you want Skyline when you're done, call me. Do you have my number?
Everybody wants a rock to wind a piece of string around.
Actually, I want a prosthetic forehead to wear on my real head.
Exchange with co-worker just now:
Me: Sweetie, can you turn that up or off? I'm freezing. (meaning the AC unit)
Co-worker: t turns up radio
<turns up radio>
Well, the energy of the sound waves imparted to the air molecules in the room would make you a tiny tiny bit warmer.
If you want Skyline when you're done, call me. Do you have my number?
That would be way cool. I don't think I have your number.
Everybods talkin' 'bout the new sound, Honey...
If for nothing else, she's very cute and smart and if e get really bad off, I can sell her. (SO VERY JUST KIDDING)
You are a TERRIBLE Mother. You should NEVER SELL THE BABY.
You should rent her out. Duh.
t rolls eyes at punnage
I'm outta here. See you soon, SanFranistas!
Have fun in SF!
Joe is no fun.
They sent out the invites to the Holiday Party last week.
I told him we should totally go, but instead of being dressed up, we'll get all dirty andwear bad clothes and not change Em for awhile and make her all dirty and then start filling up bags with food.
He said, "Uh...no."
Maybe if you all dress like hookers?