meh, man up dude. you wanted that diner, now go for it and just try to avoid her evil plans.
and yup i know mom is definitely not relying on me for that cause i'm a moron but i swear if the chipmunk kills you, i'll call all of my sons julian and my girls juliet and i'll live happily ever after with gabi.
yup sorry. didn't mean to hurt you. i'm a moron. and thank you bro, always trying to save me. you're the best. (cheesy enough for your sentimental heart? what are you writing again? a gayer story than brokeback mountain?)
omg no, i told you, nothing happened with her! and no details. i don't wanna talk about her. and please, don't talk to her abt me. txt me after diner or call me if things get weird.
Je suis une femme de principe depuis qu’en que je regarde « l’incroyable famille Kardashian » je n’en couche pas avant le mariage je crois et nous sommes dans une impasse Backer
Btw j’ai un deuxième billet pour le Costa Rica. Je dois proposer à quelqu’un d’autre ?
maybe, maybe not. you'll have fun anyway, before you end up in her freezer, chopped into pieces. but don't worry she'll take you to a fancy place first, so no food poisonning. and you don't know how lucky you are, mom gives zero fucks when i'm sick.
Figures toi que mon voisin, mon facteur, l’épicier du coin et même l’eboueur du dimanche ne sont pas disponibles ... alors oui, j’ai du me rabattre sur mon ex mari
worse than dexter. and you'll pay cause you're a gentleman, ok. (you'll get what you deserve, you evil twin.) and you're clumsy af, but that's no excuse, we both know mom likes you better, period.