It's the best word. Just go with it. And basically, yeah. Once in a while I have a food hangover and then I'm pretty laid back, but it's a rare cosmic event.
It's not my fault your language skills are slipping. I blame all the latin.
Those are happening. I mean it may count as uphill on the threesome thing, but it's still unexpected. So spores. Suspect, that's all I'm saying.
He's all right. He heals. He doesn't grow back organs but he's out of the hospital and posing for pics, so he's good.
I said it like five times out loud, so that made it so. And please. Doing something stupid and regretting it is basically my lifestyle. I own it. I learn, I grow, I become more powerful than you can imagine. And then I do it again.