MrsBeez
MrsBeez
MrsBeez

It used to drive me nuts, when living in Southern California, to hear news and traffic reporters say Westminster as West-min-i-ster. I'd like to buy an extra vowel, Pat.

It's sad the first thing I noticed was the proper use of you're. Smart vandalism, for once.

I remember my MIL declaring that she was now "old enough to not give a shit, and say whatever she wanted." This was good times in a restaurant during her cringeworthy treatment of the staff. Once we were eating lunch at a Thai place. As usual the waitress came over to make sure everything was okay. In her snottiest,

I'm not sure why, but the awesomeness of RBG taking the time to respond is making my eyes leak a little.

I'm a Gen X'er old enough to have interviewed and/or managed several dozen millennials.

this isn't a lesson in not hiring millennials, it's a lesson in not hiring dumbasses.

If there wasn't a Mr.Beez, I might love this guy.

nope

Several years ago some coworkers and I had lunch with a colleague who had just returned from visiting her family in Taiwan. As she told us about all of the cooking her grandmother had done, the Office Dingbat piped up, "I just love Thai food."

They're not losing their shit, that's FRAPping (Frantic Random Acts of Play), and it occurs multiple times per day in the Corgi world. It's kind of awesome to behold.

EXACTLY. Buy some depends and make that drive like a crazed astronaut stalker but with a higher purpose.

My dog Floyd had to be put down on Thursday. I do not enjoy having these things in common with Miley. Must now reconsider all life decisions.

A good sativa-dominant strain is perfect for cleaning. No sluggish effects on the body, but everything else is endlessly entertaining. Turn on some rockin' tunes and go for it. I will admit though, I am frequently distracted by daydreaming of one day being able to once again afford a house cleaner.

I accidentally (don't ask) lived in Fresno for a few months in 1992. It felt like Y E A R S. Hot. Really hot. Everything reeks of cheap wine fermenting and farm animals. It's dusty. I did meet my husband there (a Fresno State grad). We got out and thought we were free. Then his parents decided THEY WERE GOING TO

Apparently The Honey Badger does care, and wants nothing to do with this information.

Cardis RULE (says the Mom of three Cardi furkids).

Probably fine, but, do mention it to your doctor. The clots can be a nightmare. At least now when I period poo I have time to pluck my whiskers.

You mean, Ye Olde BDSM Clubbe

If she keeps up the religitardation, she will [hopefully] soon be out of a job and can print her résumé in Hobo.