I'm being circled by dozens of them. Am I about to die?

At this point I’m not planning for the future. I’m bracing for it.

Only thighs I'm getting for New Year's, but I'll take it.

Maybe in 2026 I'll figure out what to say.

I hate when a show releases all their episodes at once. Wait years for the show, and I'm done in a day.

It's insulting how much my dog sighs when I talk to her.