Never put anything in a text that you don’t want to see on the front page of a newspaper.
Dude, respect the lady’s wishes and leave her alone.
And Gray spent the rest of the night on the couch.
Hey Melcher, was Beethoven going through a “gender fluid” phase at this time?
Can’t Boopsie do this by herself? I mean, she’s all self-reliant now.
People in NYC are still living that hellish life — yellow taxis everywhere.
Calvin, the Ugly Earthling.
Hanging out where you work. That is just sad.