cannot do. i bow down at the alter of the one and only anne fuckin sathers


that's nothing, i strolled through hell yesterday.
you are only mildly obligated to do this. (http://aud.insanejournal.com/8830.html) wait, let me correct myself: no ben, please, don't sign up for the auction, it's the last thing i'd ever want to see you do. i've got this reverse psychology thing in. the. bag.
[left for ben at el c: this (https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSkr1C38JCLcqO77uYTb6waroZxMiGxfizRzaMkHKbUk1m6Wo6D) wrapped in cellophane and tied with a pink bow, along with a note that reads: made with self love. enjoy! xo, j.]
[lmfao Ben left it out pre-service to whatever poor unfortunate soul dared be his lab rat]
I cannot believe you deleted my custom.
I'm offended you think I would. You never had one to delete.
hey boss man, i need 3-15 off. yes? no? grovel in person and you'll consider it?
actually i probably need a few days off. is there some kind of system for this?
You had it right at the groveling. Look, figure out someone to pick up a few of those shifts and you should be good. The notice helps.
So... (http://gothamist.com/2014/02/06/deep_dish_pizza_nyc.php)
I tried winning you, my wallet was too feeble. I was prepared to demand a meal cooked by you but I steal enough food at the restaurant as it is. However, accomplice needs to happen.
Nah I wanted ot fuck around but got bored quick.
ass. come back. write something really personal as your punishment for getting kicked in the first place.
It was your boot that did the punting, wasn't it?
this is your comment. for a custom. or a chat. or the thing we were gonna talk about. thank you.
Oh YOURE the chick. Alright, I got it now
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