KNOW NOW that if we play Words with Friends you're in for some deep shiiiit. And I'm not boasting about the level of my gameplay but actual deep-lifes important decisions- type shit. So don't engage unless you're ready for some in-game sideline WORDS with your friend Mitsy. I didn't capture the rest of this chat, but it concluded with some cruise control reassuring from my friend. "You'll adapt (really?)/ "you'd be a good Mom" ( I guess I do have birds?) She doesn't know these are just my general concerns about child REARING, it'll take me a few rematches to voice my fears about "some dude jacking me and his sperm growing in my stomach" as Lizard Lemon put it.
Note: I have no WORDS etiquette according to one A. Merriweather so be warned. I'll lock up the board with nonsense, blitz, sidebust, cock block and roll- all that, believe it. Turn off your notifications cause I be on some late night word formulation.
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