The squirrel in my yard really knows his way around the neighborhood.
A lot of the comedians don't even tell the joke. Like only three tell the joke, the rest of them dissect it.
I'm psyched about what I can contribute that can be meaningful to myself and to others.
When someone you love is hurting, if it was possible, you'd want to take their pain for them. But do I really want cramps and sore boobs?
Ladies, apologies, but isn't 'vintage' just used stuff?
My confidence wavers between being genuine and being insecure.