Category: The Decision

Like leaving half my heart on another continent.

I’m trying to find the dealbreaker, but the math keeps mathing.

I never thought I would ever be in a position to charter a private jet, but here we are, considering that very thing.

BREAKFAST PHO?!?

Mom: “I don’t care if you’re moving to Mars. I’m coming with you.” Dad: “$0.90 beer and I never do dishes again? I’m in.”

“You know how much you like Pho? Did you know Pho is Vietnamese?”