Oh, how rich we all would be with every septim made each time this man won over another lady with his smooth talking. The latest poll found that this is probably due to his offers of making love like a sabre cat. 133 more words
SHORT STORY: 'You discover you're just an NPC in a game with extremely advanced AI. You encounter the main character.'
As usual, I was stuck on the graveyard shift. I’d never forgive Bob, my manager, for putting me on the two til six shift on a Saturday night, but I suppose if he hadn’t I never would have seen her. 400 more words
It sounds pretty ironic right?
“Let the girl with disordered eating habits, low self-esteem, and 10 year history of yo-yo dieting compete in a bikini competition” 1,081 more words