Inevitably when you have sex in your 50s, some random body part will cramp that is not involved in the main event.
Listen middle toe, I appreciate your enthusiasm. Please hold your applause until the end of the performance.
Women who weigh themselves on the public scales at the gym are a sturdier breed. Fully clothed. Number blaring in red for all passing to see. Psychopaths.
Petition to have online cams for viewing the parking lots at the gym and Costco so I know the situation before I leave my house. I need to be pre-annoyed
Happy “make your significant other feel special regardless of the fact that in healthy relationships you should be doing it consistently and without a dedicated day” to all who celebrate. #hallmarkholiday
Kudos to Netflix who dares to get their audio/visual equipment from Temu, and their commentators from a list of no name celebrities with no connection to boxing.
PSA: If you’ve taken the time to carefully set up a camera to record your emotional meltdown, it comes off as manufactured, disingenuous and attention seeking. Leave the acting to the professionals
I did not have “raining snakes” on my Friday Bingo Card but at this point I am not surprised by any apocalyptical event occurring in my presence. Maybe I’m a witch.