from: brittanyherself@gmail.com
to: agibbons1@gmail.comI’m working on making our bedroom a love den, so I bought this for above our bed.
(Please don’t move out.)
from: brittanyherself@gmail.com
to: agibbons1@gmail.comI just felt something kick me from inside my stomach. I assume it’s one of three things… a parasite, the Chipotle I had for lunch, or a fetus.
from: agibbons1@gmail.com
to: brittanyherself@gmail.comWell for your sake, I hope you are full of tapeworms, gassy or your email was hacked.
from: brittanyherself@gmail.com
to: agibbons1@gmail.com#andyhatesbabies
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to: brittanyherself@gmail.comStop hashtagging our emails.
from: brittanyherself@gmail.com
to: agibbons1@gmail.com#andylikesbuttworms
from: agibbons1@gmail.com
to: brittanyherself@gmail.comHow are you classified as an adult?
from: brittanyherself@gmail.com
to: agibbons1@gmail.com#andymarrieschildren
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to: brittanyherself@gmail.comHey I submitted the tax stuff and called the floor guy so I will let you know when he’s coming to measure, it has to be during the day I guess. And the BoRics near my work has a sign out front about some sale on facial waxing.
from: brittanyherself@gmail.com
to: agibbons1@gmail.comI’m sorry, did you just tell me to go to BORICS for FACIAL WAXING!? Because it’s the early 90′s, I’m wearing British Knights and I have a mustache!?
from: agibbons1@gmail.com
to: brittanyherself@gmail.comWTF. You talked to me about waxing all night last night, and I saw the sign at lunch today?
from: brittanyherself@gmail.com
to: agibbons1@gmail.comUm yeah a BIKINI wax.
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to: brittanyherself@gmail.comI have no idea- is that boobs?
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to: agibbons1@gmail.comIt’s your vagina, Andy. YOUR VAGINA.
from: agibbons1@gmail.com
to: brittanyherself@gmail.comYikes- I have no idea if they do that there.
from: brittanyherself@gmail.com
to: agibbons1@gmail.comOMG.
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to: brittanyherself@gmail.comHere we go.
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to: agibbons1@gmail.comYou don’t understand, I feel like my ears are underwater, and like, a mermaid is in them screaming.
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to: brittanyherself@gmail.comNo.
from: brittanyherself@gmail.com
to: agibbons1@gmail.comI just saw a duck in the bathroom covered in blood. It was the Bloody Mary of ducks.
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to: brittanyherself@gmail.comLast time I’m having this discussion. It was a flu shot, not tracker-jacker venom. Take a nap until I get home, you’ll be fine.
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to: agibbons1@gmail.comTell that to Glimmer.
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to: brittanyherself@gmail.comNo idea what that means.
