How did it take 13 years for this demo to see the light of day? And who the hell held on to it for this long? New old Rilo Kiley songs, folks. Good times.
November 2011
24 posts
This story makes me want to go to the pet store, buy a kitten, bring it home, feed it expensive canned food, then punch the crap out of it.
I won. I mean, my team won. But really, I won.
I WON.
I EFFING WON.
Also, drunk.
and I’m nervous about it because it’s for work … and I really want to win because I’m competitive when it comes to these types of things … but no one else on my team likes to cook … and my boss is one of the judges … and sometimes I pretend to know a lot about food, even though I’ve only learned from watching Food Network and such … and I swear to Christ, if I lose, I’m blaming my team … Oh, and a member of my team is a Vice President … and they all think I can cook … but what if I can’t? … and what if the secret ingredient is anchovies or cow tongue or turnips? … oh geez … I’m hyperventilating over a team-building event …
so shutup. Just allow me to bask in the possibility she thinks her dad is a funny and charming guy.
BARE skin condoms. As in, it feels like your bare skin.
Not BEAR-skin condoms. As in, a condom made from the skin of a bear.
It was early. I think the coffee has finally kicked in. I got it now.
But seriously, though. Bear Skin Condoms. That’d be a great name. TRADEMARKED!