SacredBob
SacredBob
SacredBob

Our Kroger had produce on the far left until very recently. They've been upgrading to a Kroger Marketplace for months now, and they relocated produce to the right side of the store. The right side looks seriously fancy now, can't wait til they finally finish upgrading the rest of the store.

Yes, it rhymes in American English, and ends up sounding like 'cot cot.' I think I find it particular horrible because it's my mom saying it, but I would still be grossed out if anyone else said it. It always reminds me of something from a horror movie.

LOL From now on I shall refer to my gynecologist as a licensed crotch plumber.

....and in order to lift the curse you must travel into the rain-forest in search of the elusive unicorn plant. Once you have it you grind it into a pulp, mix it with a virgins saliva (pre-collected for convenience of course,) slather it on your vagina, then scream "Twat rot be gone" as you hop on one leg at the

I can see that.

If they finally come out with a Xena film, it better not star Kristen Stewart or I will flip my lid...

Yup. That pretty much sums it up.

I think he looks like Harry Connick Jr., who as it happens, is way hot.

Someone's tag is crotch rot? There has to be an awesome back story to that LOL

I know right?! Blech!

I cringe every time my mom says "Twat rot," please just call it a yeast infection. At least yeast makes you think of fresh baked bread or beer or something, twat rot makes brings to mind images of your vagina falling out due to some horrible flesh eating virus....gross.

Mice chew up your stuff to make nests, pee & poop everywhere, and can spread disease soooo he should really learn to care. You should get some mouse traps, they make humane traps if you're opposed to killing them. Whatever you do, don't buy glue traps. You should also look for holes and patch them up. A mouse can

You should definitely start removing it before bed. They do cause terrible nightmares if you sleep with them on.

Definitely pie. Also, cheesecake.....I bake it in a pie tin, therefore it is pie. Yum.

Is he addicted to weed? If he is, stage an intervention. That way he'll either get help or dip out because it's too much hassle.

Get a sticker announcing that your apartment is "protected by (such and such) security" and display it prominently, that should scare off a few would-be intruders.

It doesn't have to be meth mouth, it could also be mountain dew mouth and scabies.

I would think it had more to do with the illegality, violence, and substance abuse associated with their particular trade.

Aww man, he told me he just went to pick up some milk. That explains those scratches on the steering wheel and the empty packages of catsalts scattered all over the floorboard.

Hunter S. Catson and I will get right on that, just as soon as we finish our road trip. Don't worry, I'm driving.