Cookies are deceiving bastards. They rarely live up to their look when i finally get to lock my jaws into them. And what’s up with me not just being over it? Oh no no, i just have to try. Maybe the one next to it is better, even though they’re the same kind? How about no. Ugh. Thank god I’m not on the dating scene. I’d be a fucking train wreck.
I really really need to buy a toaster.
I will never grow tired of According to Jim. One of the best sitcoms ever and yes, you are totally missing out.
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