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Wife was crying at 2am because twinz had never gone to sleep and she'd been up with them all night.

I've been up ever since with sleeping twinz on me.

Lucky fuckers have diapers and can just pee whenever. But if I were to wear a diaper so I didn't have to get up when nap trapped, I'd be the weirdo.

"But if you fuck one sheep" ~ Seamus the sheep fucker
 
Sleeping g ay mom’s house. This is not sustainable.
 
Hi everybody!

I'm getting a massage today. My back has been fucked for like two weeks now. I booked a 90 minute massage at the Thai massage place. Lat time I went, this chick walked on my frigging back and it was the only time I walked out of a massage/ chiro appointment and felt NO pain.
 
Damn, I just found out an old friend from childhood died.

We lived a few blocks away and went to different schools, but Pat and I were thick as thieves. We got into a lot of trouble together. One time, my mom came home when we were hot knifing in the kitchen. That was the day she understood why all the butter knives were discolored. Pat and I stumbled upon the largest and most prolific patch of psilocybin mushrooms I have ever seen. It was growing in the landscaping of an old folks home and watered daily. Every day for about a month, Pat and I would pick mushrooms while these old people waved at us through the window. We became the shroom kings of our town that fall, trading them for weed, beer, and rides. Eventually, it led to me more or less ODing on mushrooms and spending a couple of months in rehab. We lost touch after that, but a few years ago, we found each other on facebook. Pat had become a hippie and every year he came down to CA from WA to trim weed at a pot farm. We met up in Sac and caught up. It was so natural and while we had become completely different people from who we were as kids, we fell right back into our friendship.

I'll miss you, Pat. You were a good dude. Fuck cancer.
 
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look. i just threw down food for an esteemed guest (@bikewanker) for five days spanning multiple genres of cuisine… while working full time over the holidays. i have more guests incoming for a few days, one of whom is celiac and for whom i have a safe menu prepared. i have spent hours in the kitchen. if using a ready pie crust somehow makes me less of a cook, whatever. the food is tasty. it’s made with love.
 
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Oh the horror of it :wow Pure Blasphemy... Julia just turned over in her grave!
my dude would agree with you. he’s the baker in our house, crust is one of his specialties, and he’s super particular about it (he has 4-5 different versions, because according to him, it depends on the application). that said, i’ve used store bought on occasion too. sometimes quick and easy is the obvious choice.
 
Mrs Abacinator just decided her vintage toys are going in the storage unit :shocker

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They've just been taking up space in our closet. We've already got the storage unit for our daughter's extra stuff from when she moved out so might as well take advantage of the space
 
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