You and I have much in common in that we are very smart and obviously handsome. I’ll shoot you a Teams invite next time I’m in my WeWork space and we can talk business and investments.
You and I have much in common in that we are very smart and obviously handsome. I’ll shoot you a Teams invite next time I’m in my WeWork space and we can talk business and investments.
Excuse me?
It’s. Her. Turn.
I’m having a terrible time at work, and relating to people (not mutually exclusive; bit of a Venn diagram). I suspect it’s because as I age and accept my ML views - this precludes me being able to effectively be normal by normal standards.
Shit sucks.
Things could be a lot worse. I know I’m having a pity party for myself. Just wish I had someone or somewhere in my regular life that was/is relatable.
I don’t see how that can work. I let my cat jump on my keyboard and her posting skills are terrible.
I’m not here to judge you, but you really need to hit the gym and do some squats.
He looks like Dan Aykroyd’s character in Trading Places.
And this is the party that’s supposed to protect us? LOL
Don’t forget to
What other two?
You need to touch the lathe fucking immediately.
Hog out or log out, congressman.
I just tried.
I can’t.
Best diet ever.
Cornpop / Bosnian Sniper Fire 2024
Let’s do this!
Growing up in a totally broken and fucked up family, I had no idea if this was how regular folk got along with each other. I remember seeing the commercial, but never wondering if bro and sis made a love connection or not. Watching it now it’s like, “woah Dad, I think he’s going to pork her.”
Yasssss kweeeeeen!!!
o7 o7 o7
Fuck
(I’ve been drinking)
This has me convinced: she’s not a real person; this is a bit.
The most correct answer.