A Costco shopper at BJ’s Wholesale Club
Don’t hate the player. Hate the game.

Don’t hate the player. Hate the game.

Not for the faint of wallet.

“That’s hot.”

Stylish pleather jackets.

Beam me up, Scottie!

Fish suspense.

Bits of jiggly pig.

If Chuck Norris was a butterscotch.

When life hands you a weird chemical smell…

Cynics like chocolate, too.

It flirts with being creamy.

Won’t leave you feeling sheepish.

Welp. I had no choice.

More flexibility, but also more fuss.

Always allow alliteration.

The Jason Bourne of the Pasta World

Heaven smells better than pesto, I think?

Say “no” to sad mush.

My brain cells forgot how to function.

Not a blank slate, but a versatile one.