Then it was the UPS man who came to deliver my much anticipated package that required my signature the second I went into the bathroom and couldn't hear him honk his horn.
Then the fat-woman-clothes designers who, for some reason, think that every woman who is larger than a pencil wants a big gaudy flower or horizontal stripes across her chest.
My teenagers... Nuff said.
Now THIS?!?!
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Very cute! I love it!
you want to be able to pick your nose with your tongue?
Oh gawd, that's great!
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