"Dismiss" is your friend.

Well I only lived and worked there for eight years, what the heck do I know.

off the top of my head: Springs Preserve museum is pretty cool. Right in the city but it's a garden, mini wildlife park, museum complex, and also has the distinction that the automated descriptive system will (according to that TV show Life After People) be the last human voice heard in Vegas when the apocalypse…

actually having lived and worked there (for MGM) there are a LOT of neat places to go and see and do and this relatively new club (as such things go) is the exception and not the rule. Don't let this one club's douchebaggery mess up the rest of it. (and btw I fricking hate MGM as a corporation, but they're not all…

Yep, when I worked at the fulfillment center I had to stock a whole flipping cart full of these things. You see, most of the sex toys Amazon sells are wrapped in opaque black plastic (that is also weirdly sticky, I know it's because it's like shrinkwrap but ewww anyway) but these "dog toys" are in plain clear…

oh yes, during my grade school "have to be on a sports team!" days, I had this conversation with my Mom so many times. Only she never asked if I won, she always started with "so, did you have fun?"

this gif is proof that we do, actually, need stinkin' badgers.

"Feminine men... have never been considered attractive"

my god that pic of Hesselbeck! "her face... just... SPLIT...." /cake for breakfast

my fourth grade teacher had as part of the weekly math stuff a whole segment where we would balance her checkbook. Not the actual one, but she's have examples from things she paid and things she got money for and we learned how to fill out a check register and how to write checks. Even though I do most of my banking…

there are not enough Nopetopuses (nopetopi?) in the ocean for this story. Have a basket of whatfruit.

oh he is not is he? Oh lord well there you go again

also: symphony orchestra conductor!

I always love the stories about asshats being asshats followed by "hey can you give me a job?"

me, I thought it was a miracle the salt didn't immediately dissolve that slug.

and all the musicians just rolled their eyes and went "whatever" and went back to real vamping while waiting for this to go away

sounds a lot like the justification for saying c**t because "I call men that too, therefore it's not sexist, also: British"

it's okay, sorry for going off like that, that just happened to be the last of a long series of straws for my camel this week, as you can probably tell. *fistbump*

or mayonnaise, because also eggs.