He’s a PC. I’m also a PC … with a Mac.
Remember riding your bike after a Spring rain, trying to cut as many as you could in half with your front tire? Yeah.
The Pie Fairy.
Stupid whities.
The Grammar Monster.
After the kid starts swallowing crayons without repercussions, it gets harder and harder to care.
I decided not to answer “Burrito accident”. This doctor already writes “psychiatric evaluation recommended” on that clipboard every time I go in.
Poetry Class: find the prose writer.
My other car is a Fresco.
Your turn to babysit.
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