Month: December 2011

rough

It’s been a rough week, man. Rough like tree bark. Rough like that time you were running and you saw a tree and you were like I need to climb that tree RIGHT THIS SECOND so you beelined over there and commenced scrambling...

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taking shots

I’d just put on LMFAO’s “Shots” and the beau was dancing in the most ludicrous manner possible: lots of hip-wiggling and butt-thrusting. He stuck his tongue out in concentration and pumped his arms...

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finding the happee in holidaze

Something about December makes me want to wrap a festive string of lights around my torso and huddle under a feather duvet with a handle of whiskey and a bowl of melted cheese, and not get up again until I can walk around the...

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