“He also didn’t care that I put Beyonce on the office happy hour playlist,” Tricia reports, although it is worth noting the song chosen was the original “Get Me Bodied” and not the remix.
It was cute at first, but once he started talking about taking advanced improv classes, I knew I had let it go too far.
It’s like a night and day difference! You’ve given her $112 this fiscal year as local legend Patty O’Weather and 0 replies as human being Derrick Turner!
“It’s just so complicated,” remarked local father, Jonathan Coates, who understands what such terms as “ADP” and “walk-to-strikeout rate” mean. “Like, ‘they’ is singular now? It just doesn’t seem right. Anyway, some jackass just swiped one of my players. Who do they think they are?”
You can’t “obliviate” the fact that your favorite author reminds you of Nana two margs deep. Rowling actually wasn’t suffering from a Confundis Charm when drafting her latest Tweet.