My Gam told us ‘You get what you get and you like it.’
My Gam told us ‘You get what you get and you like it.’
New Hampshire is the South of the North. (Masshole here)
I’m a journalist, and as we all know, thunder only happens when it’s raining.
Check out 6pm. A little less expensive.
My friends: As fall approacheth, pick yourself up some Cobb Hill shoes. They are made by New Balance. For the Layyyyy deeeees in dresses. I cannot explain how comfy and arch supporty they are. I covered a car carrier fire on an Interstate in them.
So another chapter of the same sorority releases a video with the same themes, a video that had to be planned, plotted, produced, a carbon copy of which the mothership disavows?
I just assume everyone is suicidal and wishes to throw themselves beneath my all-wheel New England drive.
No! They don’t look! I recently obtained a car again after over a decade of living in NYC, and amazed at asshole pedestrians. I do not zip through residential areas , crowded downtowns, and parking lots at the speed of light (I do try to break the sound barrier on highways) but, speaking as an oftentime pedestrian,…
That ibuprofen thing is a lie! I am veteran of pain (migraine! epileptic seizures! 10 broken ankles! amateaur boxing! with a sprained wrist! severely bruised tailbone! A year of PT after the Great Bike Crackup of 2010, which resulted in 21 stitches in my right knee, among other fabulous injuries!) I will take the…
I don’t read these sites for news. I read them for entertainment. There’s a difference.
Yeah. No. That’s not how news works. But then again, people here need to remember: This is a blog. It is a not a journalism site. And Gawker Media can throw all the bombs it wants at supermarket tabloids and reddit, but that’s the class where this cluster belongs. And no, stories don’t need an upside. But they need to…
Bike pants. Or depending on your size, Lane Bryant has some good ones.
See, but your marriage doesn’t plop a man down into my apartment. That’s call false equivalency.
So to speak.
Bitch, stop lying.
I was out reporting in 3 feet of snow. Shut up, New York. I lived there for 12 years, always amazed at over-reaction to a foot of snow.
So name tags are not OK?
I give him for credit for being interested and actually trying to feel and experience a little bit of what life is like on the other side of the street.
SNOW MAN