I never know if I'm happy or sad when I come back to this place.

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@jaxon-miller
I never know if I'm happy or sad when I come back to this place.
Record it, and everyone will congratulate you for your epic photoshop skills, because even a video proof won’t make them believe that. So you’re screwed, Miller. You wouldn’t dare to refuse to take me to that tour. When is it?
You keep on talking, and all I hear is challenge accepted. The relationship between food and I is as special as the relationship between you and food. I so don’t snore, even when I have someone special’s head pressing my lungs… then again, I couldn’t imagine that someone special not doing that.
Oh please, babe. You're a softie and one day I'll get you to admit it. See, now someone's excited cause I've mentioned apartments. It's a little later this evening. A little place just off campus. There's a small garden and parking for the truck. It's nice, babe.
You totally snore. Don't even try and deny that. You dribble on my head a little bit too, but luckily for you I happen to love you rather a lot and let you get away with it. Awww, I like being special. Good, because it'll never stop. Even when you're old and grey and I'm still looking good at 40.
Seriously? You’re missing out on life, babeee. Oh, he makes me want one of my own. But nah, I am way too young for this.
I know I might steal him from you and raise him to think I'm Uncle Jax. Please have ones of your own. You and Cole would make cute kids.
I know, right? He is the cutest. Ever. I just… Aw.
I can't believe I've never met this little guy before. You look cute with a kid, Kenny.
But, babe, you see, the difference between us is that everyone would believe me if I told them about your vocal abilities in the shower or your love for suck. But nobody in their right mind would ever believe that I like to cuddle or have a guy twice my size sleep on top of me.
They still don’t beat McDonald’s fries, though. Keep on threatening me subtly and I will kick you out of bed for them.
I'm going to record it and expose you like the cuddler you are and then you're going to be screwed, Shaw. It almost is enough to make me not want to take you to this apartment viewing I have booked later...
Pfft, fries won't keep you warm at night. Fries won't have sex with you. Fries won't love you even when you snore and then argue that you don't. I still love you through all of that.
Because it’s whack, you whiter Drake.
I don't want to be Blanco Drake, I want to be Eminem.
Totally did not steal Nathan for the day.
That's probably the cutest sight in the world.
Oh my God, stop talking.
Why don't you appreciate my swag?
Oh, honey you know nothing. La loba doesn’t play.
. Gurrrrl, why you be frontin like that? It's mad whack.
If they had lived around you long enough, they would have known that you’re dead serious. Though, it’s nice to know I’m the only one. It better remains that way.
As long as you promise not to kick me to the backseat so you could save the passenger’s seat for Big Macs, I’m okay with it.
Course it will. I don't want anyone else to know I sleep with my socks on and that I sing in the shower. Those bits are saved for you. Aren't you lucky? And in return I won't tell anyone you're a cuddle whore who let's me use your boobs as pillows.
You taste better than Big Macs, so don't worry you get to stay in the front seat. It's tough competition though, babe.
Let’s go grab a new one, pouty.
You just want to get me drunk on them carbs and have your way with me. I know your game, Bryant.
If it was somebody else, I’d laugh, but I know you actually mean it. How about I buy you a new one?
This is why you're going to be the girl I'm going to marry. Everyone else thinks I'm joking. You get that I'm definitely not. Thank you, babe.
I don't think mom and dad would approve of our last night here being a dine out in McDonalds, but maybe we can get one for the drive home. And when I say one, I mean six.
Aww poor you, maybe this is a sign from above telling you to get a salad instead.
Oh please. I took you running and you could barely breath. I had to give you a piggy back. Nothing wrong with these here muscles, red.
I apologize for your loss, Mr. Miller.
Thanks, teach. Does this mean I get to skip class during my grief?
You’re something else, dirty blonde.
No. My Big Mac is something else. In 4 bits being ravaged by rats. I can't cope with this loss. Help me.
That Big Mac was the biggiest mac to ever big mac.
That's very poetic. I think you should be our nation's new Macklemore.
And this is the part where you tell me where you are so we can mourn the loss and go get another one.
I have a feeling you and I are going to be new best bros. I am back in campus tomorrow. Shall we set a McDonalds and talk business date?