I just had a wonderful thought, I'd love a Cookie. So with the money I make as an employee of an institution, I bought a cookie. This cookie was so good! I ate it all, but I am not sad for I have the memory of the cookie on a beautiful day!
Oh, a glorious day and great time to be alive!!!
Heaven hath no luck like a lucky cookie on a Friday.
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Our Goth ancestors rage inside us from time to time, Ange. Sometimes we've got to tell them, politely, to keep it down.
The Unabomber lives, post the manifesto!
Tease.
What in the heck are you guys talking about?
You use to mean something, Aman ... what happened to you? Is it all about the money?
Love it! Bye the bye, rage should be a sometime thing, not a meal for every day.
Chase,
You can keep a good man down.
Not according to the Viagra commercials.
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