Shhhh.....don't tell anyone.
Pam & Jim
Family after-dinner dance sessions
Free contact case in contact solution box
Zac Efron
Pierce Brosnan
Thinking I'm out of TP only to find a fresh new roll waiting on the back of the tank
The smell of Tat's deodorant
When the tamale man knocks on my door & sells me tamales out of the back of his truck. Yummy dinner for cheap.....and no prep on my part......sweet.
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We have totally different taste in men. And I'm not talkin' about Tat!
Tamale Man??? Send him my way, please. Just don't do the same with that weird Kirby vacuum guy.
Send the Tamale Man my way too!!! And, Jim and Pam make me smile as well. I was smiling ear to ear when they got engaged...
Mmmmm those tamales look tasty! We need a tamale salesman in our neighborhood for sure!
Hey..what's Tamale? Don't snicker...I really don't know. Hmmm, I swear it used to be those little red candies
Where's my tamale man? I want dinner brought to my door! Although, I'd be a little hesitant I must admit.
no need to be hesitant, steph. we eat them often and seem to be just fine...with a few minor quirks.
But...Tyler would (and has) eaten anything. So, I remain somewhat suspicious.
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