Dear Santa, all I want for Christmas is noise-canceling headphones and a bottle of xanax. Thank you in advance.
Brutal job #34: mall kiosk sample person.
I do not want latkes for dinner. I want fried chicken. That’s a miracle of oil too, right?
“Crank Dat Pecan” is the pecan theft anthem I’ve been waiting for. youtu.be/-8r28ZcsQak Thanks