Tonight, my chicken looks like a pair of pants. Which pretty much makes my dining experience 10 times better. now i just have to dance around in my kitchen listening to classic rock with boy shorts and a tank. This weekend i am home alone, it will definitely happen.
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that happened for me tonight. old school wayne newton. boy shorts. tank. kitchen dancing. make it happen for you. it must.
p.s. actually, can i just call you oj?
Dear Sulli,
I know you like the back of my hand. No really, I know like it. I need to tell you one thing...56 minutes later...from side bangs, to ears, to reunions, to being flammable, to infant onesies, to Forrest Gump. Pretty much covered everything. Google doc.
OJ.
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