Matt can make anyone believe just about anything.
Thinking about your future and other deep things is absolutely futile when there are 3 children around.
When you are basically a single mom every day, there are ALWAYS 3 kids around.
Old men can turn into extremely rude assholes when they are waiting in line for gas that is 38 cents cheaper than anywhere else in town.
I do not enjoy being screamed at and called a bitch when I wasn’t being one.
I absolutely HATE being referred to as m’am.
In looking up clichés, I found one I’ve never heard of but must use sometime: Like a boy scout troop in an Argentine brothel. (meaning: In the manner of a person who finds themselves in a situation ripe with wondrously depraved possibilities.)
I like situations that are filled with depraved possibilities. I don’t find myself in enough of them.
I need to stop emotionally eating, after I finish my ice cream. (Okay, so I didn’t learn that TODAY, but I reiterated it to myself today.)
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