A thing I’ve been noticing that is great is how few girls on Recovery Record choose hippos and elephants when sending their Pair-Ups virtual gifts. They get it.
Does this abandoned, partially-consumed box of Ferrero Roche fall under “see something say something?” (at San Francisco International Airport (SFO))
I’m like one of those really important people who does work on the plane!
I decided just now, though, that I will not be bringing my computer. So.
I would like to pose that we put an indefinite moratorium on any and all food items with the word “garbage” in their name. Partly because they seem to live up to the title (who needs that many different components to anything they eat?!), and partly because why would you name something garbage? WHY? I DON’T UNDERSTAND.
Like, “wow, these are some garbage bars.” You emphasize the wrong word and you’re saying something completely different.
Girls In White Dresses, I am feeling you.
Thiiiiiiiiis will probably be me. Assuming I don’t die alone. Which I probably will. So I guess none of y’all have anything to worry about! As you were!