It's a gas
This performance is like when all the mutual are online at once
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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if i look back, i am lost

Origami Around
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almost home
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It's a gas
This performance is like when all the mutual are online at once
flesh flesh flesh flesh flesh flesh flESH FLESHÂ FLESH FLESHFLESHFLESH
What is your middle name?
The name of one of my parents
The name of a relative or ancestor
The name of a friend of a parent
My mother's maiden name
A religious figure's name
Just a name my parents liked
Other
I don't have a middle name
I'm Option #1: My middle name is my mom's name. But I'd like to know if that practice is very common or not.
This was like my last six months at work
I hate that Chapelle went loco because it's definitely a keeping it real goes wrong situation
This was like my last six months at work
Lots of great faces this episode
Talking to the popular couple at a private school
Lots of great faces this episode
Tina Turner captured dancing in the garden of her fomer villa ‘Anna Fleur’ within the South of France, ca. 2000.
you have won a lifetime supply of this
How do you feel?
good!
I CAN SELL THIS AND GET RICH
im drowning in my supply help
Eh it's okay
BAD. VERY BAD
results/other
you would receive the supply once a month
the brand/type will vary so you could
you can sell the things you get/give them away but they will keep coming until you die
I’m not sure why the AUSL is waiting so long to announce this, especially since the game is just 9 days away, but we hope to see you at the Parkway Bank Sports Complex (27 Jennie Finch Way, Rosemont, IL) on July 18 at 1:00 PM CT for the Chicago Bandits vs. Utah Talons game, where we’ll celebrate Betty Chapman Day.
This year marks the 75th anniversary of Betty Chapman breaking the color barrier in the National Girls Baseball League, becoming the first African American woman to play in a professional softball league.
I recently found Betty’s family, and they’ll be in attendance. We’ll be there as well, sporting the awesome baseball tee above!
If you can’t make it to the ballpark, the game will also be broadcast on ESPN, so you can watch from home.
First day on the job and I’m getting my long awaited vengeance against my father’s evil vizier but it turns out no one else knows how to do his job so I need to at least hire an accountant because I’m too rich to understand the concept of a budget, but we scared off the city’s comptroller who hid all our liquid assets and told only the master of laws, who we beheaded without checking on that and a rat crawls up my pant leg. So I try to at least call over some pest control but my stupid chud brother already killed all of them because they killed his son because our other brother killed MY son. So now we’re overrun by rats and I pivot to taking some petitions and this lady that looks strangely like my siblings’ mom (why?) tells me we’re out of food because of the blockade I put in place. So I ask my husband’s ex, who is on my cabinet because I’m kind of fucking her because of my complex about not being my father’s son, and she asks what my dad would do. So I do what my dad would do and ask a sad woman I’ve locked in my house, but she’s mad at me because I killed her dad. So I try to handle both the rat and the budget problem by making my entire merchant class eat the rats and sending my corrupt police force to rob their houses and now all my merchants are both pissed off and absolutely going to tell everyone the blockade was my fault. So I ask MY evil vizier what I should do but he’s mad at me because I won’t legitimize his peasant sons, one of which has one of my nukes and I just publicly humiliated twice. So I leave to consider if I should kill my littlest brother to relieve some stress, except another one of my fathers’ evil viziers’ evil fruit relatives tricked me and this isn’t any of my brothers. So I walk away with no one for protection except the chief of the aforementioned police force who I just encouraged to seize the property of nobles and we get stopped by one of my other nuke holding peasants who asks why he hasn’t gotten a paycheck in 4 months, and I tell him I’m broke as shit in front of the aforementioned corrupt police chief, who is also on the payroll that I don’t have. So I give up and circle back to my vice president and he thinks for a few minutes and then asks if I’ve tried bombing Iran
Someone once accused one of my old old old old old restaurants of being a drug front and that always made me laugh. We're laundering drug money with debt baby!
It's like so offensive, first off you're accusing me of selling poison to the community, or at least providing a legal shell for people selling poison to the community. Second off, do you *points around* think this is running on drug money? The owner cried because the kitchen fan broke. If we were selling yayo out the back we wouldn't get red turn off notice letters every three months. Part of me WISHES we had drug money fueling us fucking a. We tried to do it the old fashioned way and look where it got us.
Now did people sell drugs within the restaurant? I mean look man its a fucking restaurant.
Someone once accused one of my old old old old old restaurants of being a drug front and that always made me laugh. We're laundering drug money with debt baby!
It's like so offensive, first off you're accusing me of selling poison to the community, or at least providing a legal shell for people selling poison to the community. Second off, do you *points around* think this is running on drug money? The owner cried because the kitchen fan broke. If we were selling yayo out the back we wouldn't get red turn off notice letters every three months. Part of me WISHES we had drug money fueling us fucking a. We tried to do it the old fashioned way and look where it got us.
Someone once accused one of my old old old old old restaurants of being a drug front and that always made me laugh. We're laundering drug money with debt baby!
People are always drug front this and drug front tht in this city and probably everywhere where people live in glass houses and shit. The whole point of a drug front is that they can draw legitimate income. There's no point in laundering money at a place that doesn't stand on its own, or else its going to take forever to claim the legitimate money. If a store nobody goes into is claiming 2 million dollars in income then it might appear a little fishy.
Some places are just bad businesses nobody goes into