Ally: I feel so greasy.
Don: It’s fine, we’re watching the ballet, the ballet isn’t watching us.
Tag Archives: Ally
Don: I’m funny drunk.
Ally: I’m sleepy drunk.
Me: I’m ratchet drunk.
Ally: Okay, so we’re the holy trinity.
Ally: Justin doesn’t like kimchi either. But then again, he likes The Bachelor so he has questionable taste.
Ally: Did you guys know there’s a word for fuck boy in every language?
Me: Come to the gym with me!
Ally: I’m sorry, but I’d rather face my own demise.
Don: Ally, this is an intervention. Why is your Uber rating shit?
Ally: Want to hang out on Sunday?
Me: Sure! Just let me know, my calendar is up to date.
Ally: Oh my god.
Ally: Is it grease or lip gloss? You’ll never know.
Ally: You know what? I’m not gonna get hash browns. I’m going to get seasoned fries.
Christina: I encourage you to live your truth.
Ally: No. Every guy should know, as soon as they hit send, it’s not private anymore.
