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“Achy face” was it for me. The laughter just couldn’t stop. Especially when it was immediately backed up with “bear head.”
And thanks to Sarah, I now understand why my cat just lays around all day. Damn. Sorry, Mink.
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i read that as “ashy face” at first; i watched the video three times looking for “ashy face” (i guess to match my ashy elbows?)
i blame the DayQuil :)
Golden.
“Warning: Watching Target Women may lead to alcoholism, cynicism and small amounts of Marxism.”
Love it. (As per usual)
My love of sweatpants and a mean gym teacher at Ethan’s school led to an unfortunate event on a Monday night, circa 10pm: Trolling around WalMart in sweatpants looking for boys’ size sweatpants, finding only track pants, and ruining my fondness for sweatpants altogether. All the sweatpants in that experience really was kind of depressing.
Sweatpants are like giving up, but trackies are like just chilling with a giant donut!
Who put trackpants on the verboten list?
I don’t wear sweatpants, but I feel like my jeans are as sad as sweatpants because of how often I end up sleeping in them. Yes? No?
I will say, though, that not once during my recent low point did I curl up next to the window to shed a Single Tear while a photogenic dog in the background pined for the happier Misspelled of yesteryear. It could be so much worse; I could be depressed and clichéd.
And in black and white.
Oh man, the art joke XD so much win
I don’t have sweatpants. Too hot for that shit here in Australia. Nope, instead I have GIANT hippie-cloth callots! How do you spell that? Pants that are so giant they’re like a skirt. Comfiest thing EVER.
Ah Sarah Haskins, every new Target Women just makes me love you moooore.
I’ve been having a hard time getting out of bed these days and can’t keep anything but Starbucks down, however the sweatpant test was negative. Do you think the drugs will still work for me or not?
Great stuff, thanks! :D
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