"TOUCH MY NOSE IN PEACE!" I won't sleep tonight for waking up with the giggles.
"TOUCH MY NOSE IN PEACE!" I won't sleep tonight for waking up with the giggles.
This story shows up in some variation about every five years, and so far the epidemic of eaten-face syndrome hasn't gone wild. Can we drop it?
It's summer. Don't men wear seersucker anymore?
Or you could mumble some words and smooch and then attend a party (which I hopw you all paid for.) Chanting your vows in front of the whole world? Eeewww. Get over your drama, please.
There's an EVERYTHINGworld magazine/professional organization. I did scads of temp receptionist jobs for places like that back in the 80s, and a lot of struggling actors/models survive on gigs for Vinyl Floor Covering World, Polymer Weekly ,and High-Security Institution Update, etc, etc.
And kindergarden and primary school teachers are now Googling frantically to see how plastic yogurt cups can be adapted to classic projects.
I was born pale, freckled and ginger. Was lucky to have spent most of my childhood summers in the damp, cloudy Northeast US. But it was when I got a part-time job during college in a major NYC department store in the fitting room of the fine lingerie section that I saw exactly what happens to skin when it's baked…
If you say "A lot of them can handle a couple hours alone without causing issues" in the context of abandonment in a car, what else are you saying? And I'm not a parent nor did I pretend to be. Hasta siempre.
Why not? They've been screwing up hamburgers for 55 years.
"They've apparently been tested in the UK before, and were wildly popular." This, to me, is not exactly a ringing endorsement.
Also, those of you discussing re-creating this masterpiece at home: cooked cheese, whether in mac N', or pizza or various pasta dishes, is different in commercial foods (fast or supermarket frozen) because the cheese used in those products have different %s of fat, moisture, etc. What we buy at the supermarket to eat…
McD's. Going cutting edge with what was the trendy appetizer in the early 70s. For people in their early 70's, I guess.
Not alone in a car in a parking lot. And frankly, no, not even alone in their home. And a kid isn't an "it".
No, you don't leave a 10 year old alone for a couple of hours. What errands do you have to do that can't include a kid?
I'm showing my age here, but the name Lazlo always makes me think of the the guy who attacked the Pieta in The Vatican. Not the image I'd want to present for my kid.
Yes. And it can't be said enough: nobody, neither victims nor cops nor prosecutors nor press nor friends, family and neighbors, blames the victim when a person (usually a man) gets his car or wallet or watch or cash robbed. "What the hell were you thinking wearing a suit and watch like that? And a car like that? Ok,…
Right? Like nobody recognizes early-evening wear separates?
Yeah, some are intimidated into service by threats against or even kidnapping of family members.
Also, she's on something (and not just rage and hate). Drunk?
Leave it to Clueless Allison to rip off the plot of a Lifetime movie and then take it to the most mainstream of freak festivals. In granny pants.