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[Insert Millennial existential dread here.]
Now we prize sincerity and earnestness while leaving ourselves vulnerable to criticism.
Yet we could be indulging in everyday slapstick like hanging spoons off our noses.
Now we prize sincerity and earnestness while leaving ourselves vulnerable to criticism.
Yet we could be indulging in everyday slapstick like hanging spoons off our noses.
The worst mistake someone in the Murder, She Wrote world can make is riding in an elevator with a person who knows Jessica Fletcher. It's like that starts a death timer.
The worst mistake someone in the Murder, She Wrote world can make is riding in an elevator with a person who knows Jessica Fletcher. It's like that starts a death timer.
OK. I get that. But how about releasing us to a room with at least a TV instead of having us sit in Holding Cell Simulator?
OK. I get that. But how about releasing us to a room with at least a TV instead of having us sit in Holding Cell Simulator?