Becoming the head of standards because no one can write you up. TSM.

I have to shack tonight. There’s no room in my bed, it’s covered in craft supplies. TSM.

I may not actually know you, but if my big hates you, I hate you. TSM.

Make crafts not war. TSM.

Crafting ruined my manicure. I suffer for my art. TSM.

Sorority squat is totes perf for standing sex. TSM.

Putting the naughty in nautical. TSM.