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Spоngebob :

Following back the first 10000 people😸

2026-06-30 06:41:45

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The Marlboro man :

Am I the only one that noticed he just put another dent in the microwave with his glasses?

2026-06-30 06:51:42

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براندون :

is this what heaven looks like🥺?

2026-07-01 17:02:16

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Olive Garden :

It’s raining breadsticks 🤩

2026-07-01 14:24:02

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Slim Jim :

We fear the breadsticks

2026-06-30 22:55:31

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Warby Parker :

I’m Tanka Jahari but I would never order 3 dozen breadsticks for myself

2026-06-30 14:33:58

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Nico :

can you mail me some?

2026-07-01 17:07:34

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Ðķ :

Breadsticks? They look like hot dog buns.

2026-06-30 06:56:43

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fei. :

3am btw WHY r yall still awake

2026-06-30 07:03:07

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WildBill29 :

Are olive garden breadsticks really like that?

2026-06-30 08:04:17

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Tynetta :

Get Texas Roadhouse rolls next time with the honey cinnamon butter. Top tier. 🥰

2026-06-30 15:24:58

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longliveluther :

so it is just " عيش فينو" right?

2026-06-30 07:29:22

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Enen :

early people

2026-06-30 06:43:35

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Why not :

How expensive?

2026-07-01 16:46:30

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Shi :

whats th4 name of his sweatshirt? lemme cop

2026-07-01 17:13:09

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Harold Crick :

you might freeze some of those for a rainy day.

2026-07-01 17:11:05

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Luna Lockheart :

No one is going to mention that he DENTED THE MICROWAVE?!

2026-06-30 18:47:37

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isiah.maddex :

This is new from this time 🤣😭

2026-06-30 07:16:27

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Ruth :

In the U.K. those would be bread rolls. Breadsticks are these:

2026-06-30 08:31:00

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Azzylyn :

who said money can't buy happiness

2026-06-30 09:39:18

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travis121680 :

wheres the alfredo sauce for dipping?

2026-07-01 02:24:35

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🖤 :

welcome to the club.. bro

2026-06-30 12:14:58

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pov: The rule was simple. The only rule, really. No spending the night. You'd said it yourself, two months ago, sitting cross-legged on your bed while Jake leaned against your headboard and looked at you with that half-smile that already made you stupid. We keep this easy, you'd said. No complications. And he'd agreed, easy as breathing, because Jake agreed to everything back then, in the beginning, when neither of you understood what you were agreeing to. The fever came on fast. By six in the evening you were shivering under two blankets, and by seven the thermometer read 38.9 and your kitchen felt like it was on the moon — too far, too much effort. You'd texted Jake because you were going to cancel on him and figured you owed him that much. A heads-up. Can't tonight. Fever. He showed up twenty minutes later with a plastic bag from the convenience store.

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