Who you gonna call? Goats Butter!

Illegal egg activity

When your shift finally gets a plot twist

“Our Father, who art in Creative Mode”

The neighborhood is definitely judging you too

I’m never sleeping in this room again

My coffee is cold, but my bird is cozy

The only “double scotch” I can handle

One “no” and I’m a nomad

I trust these cards

“Who’s there?” “Just the dirt

Does this count as a carry-on?

My tattoos go everywhere

The math is mathing

Me trying to multitask without a coffee

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