“I don't want to tell you how I know she isn't a real blonde. Guess.” — Nicole Amakan Copy Share Image
“…I didn’t even mean to. I was half asleep and just flipping over in bed,” Rachel is saying, poking pensively at the broccoli on… — Nicole Amakan Copy Share Image
“I don't want to tell you how I know she isn't a real blonde. Guess.” — Nicole Amakan Copy Share Image
“His face is blotchy and his eyes are swollen, but is it because he's sorry I caught him cheating or is it the cinnamon… — Nicole Amakan Copy Share Image
“Blah, blah, blah. Well, the coconut cream pie was a bust, which leaves the olives. Slippery suckers. I can’t seem to spear one with… — Nicole Amakan Copy Share Image
“Blah! This coconut cream pie tastes like ass and feet! I hate it when things are deceptively delicious-looking.” — Nicole Amakan Copy Share Image
