1. A breach or rent; a breaking forth into a loud, shrill sound.
2. An harangue; a long tirade on any subject.
3. A record of her attempt to climb out of writer's block
if i wasn't my own worst enemy, this is what would happen:
we meet for a drink. we discuss (at my prompting) our 'break up' and why, if things are going to continue, things must change. we have several glasses of wine. i tell him i'd rather have a relationship than a fling. he says he's not into that, i shrug, we leave and the B-Ding Cycle of Madness ends, once and for all.
I don't think you're your own worst enemy. Nope, not anymore. Do I have to sing Gloria Gaynor's "I Will Survive" at you in order for you to be your badass self and lay it on the line for the grade-B man?
I think he will be a recurring character, brooding, playing cards at the Legion of Doom and planning the day that he can overthrow the SuperChic and snatch her sack of booty potatoes.
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Ah, B minus. Is he willing to get on a train this time?
Don't matter. I don't have time for him no more.
apparently, he is.
it's as inevitable as daylight, what's going to happen, isn't it?
no, do tell. what is going to happen?
if i wasn't my own worst enemy, this is what would happen:
we meet for a drink.
we discuss (at my prompting) our 'break up' and why, if things are going to continue, things must change.
we have several glasses of wine.
i tell him i'd rather have a relationship than a fling.
he says he's not into that, i shrug, we leave and the B-Ding Cycle of Madness ends, once and for all.
I don't think you're your own worst enemy. Nope, not anymore. Do I have to sing Gloria Gaynor's "I Will Survive" at you in order for you to be your badass self and lay it on the line for the grade-B man?
If that's what's going to happen, why would you meet him for a drink in the first place?
Because of the possibility of hot make-up sex, that's why. Admit it!
no!
i admit nothing!
nothing!
I don't think we've heard the last of B minus.
I think he will be a recurring character, brooding, playing cards at the Legion of Doom and planning the day that he can overthrow the SuperChic and snatch her sack of booty potatoes.
you are gross in a way that only a frat boy can be.
(it was funny, though.)
You ahve benn StumblePhotoBlogged hopew you don't mind that is the funniest and wittiest things I have seen in days...
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