It's the year when you couldn't text someone before 9 am... so like 1991.. before texting was a thing
In that scenario, I first enjoy Anthony, but then slowly begin to absolutely hate him, but I remain friendly for the free soda, despite my illness.
Just like everyone who works as an automechanic is named mike and everyone who works as an exterminator is named todd and everyone who works as an HVAC repair person is named bob
We do, but I'm pretty sure that doesn't include toppings and it's just a counter not like a pizza place where Joe or Nick knows your name, those are the names of my Anthony
ah, so a friendship tax. understandable. but i'd rather pay the monetary fine rather than the interpersonal fine.