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Have a happy New Year baby. Or two in Mariah’s case.
Finna be Black Model Famous this Christmas.
This post was actually going to be about the puppy in Babe 2: Pig in the City that says, “My human tied me in a bag and throwed me in the water.”
I was awakened by the slamming of a drawer, a usual, pre-9 P.M. sound that especially bothered me tonight because I fell asleep before 7. In my jeans. Which the thought of is quite bothersome. I wore my jeans to work, my jeans may have grazed the ground when I used the toilet, my jeans got garlic mashed potatoes on them, my jeans are going to stretch in the knees from the pressure I put on them folded while asleep.
Tomorrow, I will be working two jobs simultaneously because I really love it when my life hands me situations based off of sitcom plots in the 1990s.
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There are many things I just assume people will realize. This is a very bad habit to continue practicing, although, I am not yet sure if it is worse than asking for what you want from everyone. This post of course concerns the game Snake on Facebook and my hope that one of my friends will see my name on the high score board of the week and take it as a challenge. An addiction that exists because the snake and I both believe eating = power but do not take the time to realize it is also our downfall…
I don’t know why I bother posting text posts anymore. For various reasons, but mostly because this image does a better job at describing my life.
