It was an absolute, unequivocal, and utter disaster on par with the Hindenburg, the Titanic, and the ending of Inception, which I still do not understand.
“Well look who it is, little non-believer Ricky Gervais.”
These active moves–which are totally achievable for the average person–are a great way to show off your athletic side.
I think there must be something wrong with the software or the algorithm.
“I listen to too many true crime podcasts” option: your delivery driver will walk to your residence slowly, set your order outside WITH BOTH HANDS SHOWING, and leave the premises as quickly as possible.
Admittedly a single woman probably doesn’t need her own yacht; I ought to have asked to charter someone else’s vessel instead.
I know how I would like to be remembered, and it’s for more than my sex appeal. It’s as a symbol of political resistance, not a butt.
Mark yourself a Maybe. You don’t want to come off as desperate.
Michael Buble, Wham, and that Josh Groban asshole can all suck it. I am ride or die for Mariah Motherfucking Carey.
I am there for all of your meltdowns, but will you be there for mine?