My mom had use for human DNA back in the '80s, and she was a dumbass
My mom had use for human DNA back in the '80s, and she was a dumbass
I had to look her up; she’s very similar looking, but the girl in my dream was a little smaller in all proportions, and didn’t look so happy.
I had a dream that I was driving a horse cart down a dusty gravel road, and riding next to me was the greatest love I’d ever felt - she was a rotund Native American woman.
I prank call people all the time. You just gotta call tech support scammers instead nowadays.
I can’t believe Viggo Mortensen rode this bad boy all the way across that desert.
You know the Gilmores?
Rent a tuxedo and a limousine; tell her you’re taking her out for a nice night, and do so - dinner at a nice restaurant with drinks and all that. Candles and shit. Before dessert comes, get down on one knee. Look her in the eyes and tell her how much she means to you - how you’ll always love and cherish her. Reach into your pocket, and pull out a Venus. Maintain eye contact. Then pop the question.
Greg?? Great to see you man. Kick the heroin?