Life has gone from suddenly bad to I'm okay. If it's tough, look f or answers, make calls, & don't be too proud or ashamed to ask for help.
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So if Tidus is Jecht's son, does that make him a re-Jecht?
My brain likes to swap "car" and "cat", so when my friend says "Cleared all the snow off the car, now I can go to the store!" I get confused
My brain keeps trying to mishear "zombie apocalypse" as "pocky azombalypse".
I mentioned my brain likes to swap "save" and "shave", so question: Do we really need God to do something about the Queen being so hairy?
Remember the poor, the sick, and the homeless, as the year closes. For every success/luck story, there's many who tried, and lost everything
I keep thinking I smell chicken pot pie. I'm being haunted. Poultrygeist.
My mind likes to swap "brain" and "Brian", and I keep wondering "who the hell is Brian of Cthulhu?!?"
Just learned the raccoon's scientific name is "Procyon Lotor" by hearing David Hasslehoff rap about Guardians of the Galaxy.
My brain likes to swap "save" and "shave". Is the planet really that hairy? And why do your armpits need rescuing?!?
My brain likes to swap "beagle", "bagel", and "eagle", which makes getting breakfast and talking about dogs really confusing to others.
First glance at an article "We love our dogs. Should we cook for them?", missed the word "for". Had to take a second look. Glad I was wrong.
Yondu: "you think when I make this arrow fly, I use my head?" Well... yeah. You use the fin. It's on your head. I mean, c'mon.
I run out of jelly but have peanut butter. I run out of peanut butter but have jelly. It's a viscous cycle.
my brain likes to swap "purpose" and "porpoise" to make life interesting "Doesn't eternity get boring?" "Not if you have a porpoise, Peter."
"Warhammer" sounds like an adjective; one who warhams. Shunk Wugga wants to go warhamming tomorrow. You've warhammed your last filbert!!!
Melania Trump's Christmas pics looks like four kids from Spare Oom need to show up, find Aslan, and end her 100-year rule of winter.
ARGH Long hair + stubble + wind = FACE VELCRO!!!
heh I'm far more anxious about my little mod than I probably should be. I hope folks like the critter.
"Okay, Google, set a timer for ninety minutes." "Sure, one hour and thirty minutes, starting now." "I said NINET... oh wait um yeah. Okay." -
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