I thought only middle-aged, chubby white women eat ambien. Who knew.
He was a chubby middle aged white woman. In all seriousness though, when I think of ambien, I usually think of my friend...I'm just gonna go 'head and use her real name, Annie. I think of my friend Annie, one night, wasted and dosed on two ambien breaking a television and then immediately pissing her pants. It's good stuff, f'real.
Whenever I see this avatar I immediately imagine myself emphatically pinching your cheeks while saying, "and what does lil raye want for christmas!"
Yeah, I should change it since I don't have pink hair anymore, but I can't be bothered to manage my persona.
I don't think you should change it.Man, just had a sudden panic attack where I imagined a virtual reality without those cheeks.
That time is coming. I can feel the slow tug of death creeping into my into my facial features daily. It's all downhill from here, literally. "Supes" excited.
Raye, it's absolutely time to enforce the "velvet rope" policy around here.