167/197

I’ve got the continents down pretty well, but the islands always get me.

♡

The night is young.

Decomposition.

Oops

Pam Grier?

I now know that my dog’s GI tract can accommodate an ultra tampon. I didnt know he ate it, so watching a large bloodred foreign body emerge from a dachshund’s asshole at 7am was wildly disturbing.

Here’s hoping…

Legally immune from criminal prosecution.

Ja.

This song popped into my head suddenly…

I need to leave on time, you cunt, because I don’t have a maid, an au pair, and a personal chef.

Yep.

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This was a lot of my degree. We licked everything. Still do.

Mouthfeel is an incredible sense. Babies learn what the world is by pushing handfuls of it into their mouths. Texture, taste, angularity, porosity, density, degree of lithificaton… instantly.

*edit: we did not all lick things. There are two distinct schools of thought, and not a lot of fence sitters.

I still dont know how links work.

He built his name on those two things. Literally. That’s been his brand since the 1980’s: shady businesses, inflated real estate deals, and beauty contests. His base voted him in because they liked what they saw and wanted more of it nationwide.

Or stash state secrets in her casket… Dig up her bones.

19/20.