Today, it was retarded.
As in the day was retarded.
If I have to hear my mom call me a 'homo' one more time, I quit at life.
No doubt.
I want Spring Break to be here.
That's when I get to see miss Mysti.
It's all that's on my mind because, currently, nothing interests me.
Woolly, come home.
Coming home from work today, my dog attacked me with hugs.
For those of you who are saying, "A dog... attacked you with hugs?"
Yes, I taught him how to hug.
He uses his arms like any respectable human being.
:D
I think I'm going to con Lunchbox into taking Mason and I to Braum's.
Perhaps.
Peppermint in your honor, friend.
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