my mom brought home some random dog. who's fucking dog is that. you can't just bring in some random dog. dude. fucking hellll
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my mom brought home some random dog. who's fucking dog is that. you can't just bring in some random dog. dude. fucking hellll

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My brain is mush
All respect to Sister, Sister, but how the fuck did mid 90s WB manage before Buffy, Dawson and his creek and the hot lady witches from Charmed?
“They’re three women of the nineties..and none too happy about it.” What does this even mean.
Also Jason Bateman when he is asked to appear in what obviously sounds like the worst sitcom premise ever and it is short lived and no one remembers it.
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SIRIUS SUNDAY!

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How I think each welcome home character would sleep, just because. In no particular order:
Julie: “honk shoe mimimimi.” Hands under her cheek. Will also lay back and snore loud as hel, however. It’s often both in one night in that order.
Poppy: bundled up in a bed that rather resembles a nest, only with pillows and blankets and crochet stuff galore instead of sticks and leaves ‘n stuff. She may also sleep with her head tucked into the feathers of her wings or back, or rest sleeping on one of her wings for warmth and comfort (like beloved pigeons my darlings<3. And probably other birds).
Barnaby: loudest snoring. Will not wake for anything except a hot dog or a whistle being blown.
Wally: arms crossed over his chest like he’s dead. Smiles in his sleep. Sometimes sleeps with his eyes open.
Frank: sleeps on his back with a sleeping mask, and sometimes (all the time) a bug plushie of some sort (probably made by Poppy).
Howdy: this man has no one sleeping position. Tossing and turning, lying upside down; cowboy style with every one of his arms and legs crossed and a hat over his eyes — he sleeps however he pleases, and how he pleases can change in seconds.
Eddie: side sleeper, soft snoring. May have random bursts of loud snoring but it goes right back down to the soft ones after.
Sally: funny you think she sleeps.
we literally are the "the bad bitch I pulled from being autistic" couple because your autism is so attractive