I'm sure you will find this amazing. (ho-hum) Monopoly has exchanged the iron for a cat. No one knows what an iron is, anymore. I haven't ironed in xxx years.
And we can discuss ironing for as long as anyone'd like. I'm the only guy I know who still irons his [formal] shirt the night before stepping into a courtroom.
I also arrange the collar stays, cuff links, and studs in order, knowing there's a right way to do things.
But I don't open my mail, and I don't file. So fuck me
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I'm sure you will find this amazing. (ho-hum) Monopoly has exchanged the iron for a cat. No one knows what an iron is, anymore.
I haven't ironed in xxx years.
Good to know, eh?
Castle! A new favorite!
thingy -- I don't find it amazing, I find it sad.
And we can discuss ironing for as long as anyone'd like. I'm the only guy I know who still irons his [formal] shirt the night before stepping into a courtroom.
I also arrange the collar stays, cuff links, and studs in order, knowing there's a right way to do things.
But I don't open my mail, and I don't file. So fuck me
sad because when I was seven, or nine, or eleven, I knew about a lot of stuff that was long gone
during even years, I was more of a mess. . . .
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