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Re: Randoms
Mucho likes purple nails and purple cupcakes
I'm in a small office off the main office and there are also a couple of other offices upstairs. Every time I go out for food, I ask if anyone else wants anything. The people in the main office never, ever ask me (or the people upstairs) if I want anything yet they ask eachother. I'm 10 steps away, FFS, and I just offered to pickup breakfast for anyone who wants it this morning. Rude.
My ex-boyfriend's girlfriend had a baby a couple of days ago. I really want to send him a Soundspa, but since we only talk to eachother at other people's weddings it would probably be weird
I thought about that, Sam... but I really am feeling fine otherwise.
No headache... I know I can't feel my blood pressure, but I'm usually way low. I got really swollen with Alex and have pretty much lucked out in that regard this time, so I'm hoping it's just an encore from the last pregnancy.
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
"Once I got a bath bomb that, once exploded, filled the tub with confetti. Little sharp metallic pieces of confetti. The product description said nothing about confetti. Oh look, there's a tiny, sharp metallic blue star stabbing me in the labia. HOW RELAXING. " - NoisyPenguin
all those "amaaaaaazings" went right to my ring finger.
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
I totally forgot about that! I was in bed, so I just looked at it all one-eyebrow up and went to sleep. And forgot it existed until right now.
No, I do not want to smell Mr Speederman's fingers. I'm not Bethie!
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
I had no idea what he was typing and didn't think he'd actually send it. It was because I like to tell him, "Smell my finger. Smell it." We'll have been just sitting there so he knows that there's no weird smell or anything, but he can't stop himself from recoiling like I just shoved my finger in my bunghole and produced it for his sniffing. I have no idea why I delight in this. So he picked my phone up off the table and said, "Let's text one of your friends! How about Moo?" (since you were the last person I got a text from).
I was laughing too hard over the whole thing to stop him or see what he typed until after it was sent. He realized the time difference after it was too late.
He threatened that he's going to send out text messages to all my friends one day. I better keep an eye on my phone.
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
Oh I wasn't asleep! Just in bed, watching some tivoed Conan. But that's why I didn't respond. And forgot.
I would do the same thing with the smell my finger. I also hold my breath when I'm watching TV and they find a dead body or go into a gross place. Does he do that?
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton