It’s true. :(
It’s true. :(
I super don’t even need to read this article…
and nor do i.
AND ME EITHER!
As the Irish call it…”The water of life”.
There’s no question about it.
Well, we are the best girls.
Nothing…NOTHING…in this world, beats a good Southern woman. Not even Swedish women.
My hometown is classy as shit.
also, taking my big brother to see her for his birthday.
Eeeeeeeah boyyyyyeeee! Six days.
You are not prepared.
I’m in a relationship where for once, i’m not asked to change a single thing about me. I have someone totally devoted to not just me, but our life as a whole. Yet I still have dreams and desires of having sex with other women, even though the sex that me and my girlfriend have is really awesome to say the least.
There’s gotta be something wrong.
Would love to wake up to this everyday …
Damn all the food up in that cabinet. I would love waking up to that too.
Is that some ragu I see? Well shit. I love that stuff.
HOLY shit. That is one nice looking dog.
The comments ^^^^^
Look at those nice solid doors.
That is some lovely tile work on the floor there. As well as a nicely stocked pantry.
The Eat Seasonably Calendar
Also? No wonder people are cranky and depressed in January.
I’m calling balderdash on this one little sister. Why? Where in the nine bloody hells is beer on this?
GET. THE FUCK. OUT.
TEXAS, I NEED TO GET BACK TO YOU!
We might have an over abundance of half-witted politicians, but the food here is the tits.
And I would drive forty-five minutes out of the way to go to one when I lived in Florida. Whataburger is the bee’s knees.
my breath still catches in my throat when someone says this to me.