"My comments do not reflect my personal views about any individual or minority group...." WTF does that even mean?! How does on rant publicly and then say their rant isn't their personal belief? Was she ranting by proxy?
"My comments do not reflect my personal views about any individual or minority group...." WTF does that even mean?! How does on rant publicly and then say their rant isn't their personal belief? Was she ranting by proxy?
I am going to miss you Dodai, but I seriously wish you the best.
She's just Whitney Houston's mother.
This. Kept it in my queue forever and finally admitted to myself that it wasn't going to happen.
Me too. Keanu has a new action flick I want to see. BUT...apparently his beloved dog in the film dies which facilitates his rage and blah, blah, blah. Just let the pet live movie directors! Why can't Keanu blow sh*t up and then ride off in the sunset with his beloved pooch?
I'm only interested in this site if it lists if animals live or not in a movie.
This comment deserves all the stars. Seriously, ALL of them.
Aha! I thought the same thing!
Love this on Keke!
My first emotion was anger and it wasn't the safest thing I could have done. But if I'm honest I will tell you that I'd probably do it all over again, after calling the police first.
I had something similar happen and my cat Noona alerted me to the creep. I was in the shower and my cat used to sit next to it while I showered. When my cat hid I knew someone was trying to see in my bathroom window. I left the shower running, ducked beneath the window and threw on some clothes. I grabbed a metal…
I'm lucky if I only get the welts. Usually the bites become infection and stay visible for weeks. I have to douse myself in DEET. I know it's not good for me, but neither is West Nile virus, which I've had. I HATE mosquitoes with a passion.
Yes, that "live" for "love" bit is annoying. My family jokes that they "live" me too now.
Nah, but we did figure out a system for who had the pleasure of cleaning up after her.
I have crazy restaurant stories, but this is a crazy theater story. I worked at an art house theatre while in college. It was easy and all of us were weirdos from different walks of life, but friends. Since this theatre was located in the French Quarter we often had lots of characters stopping by to chat daily…
I'm experiencing something similar at my job. Excellent reviews, earned two degrees while working here, and yet no promotions, no flex time, no raises. I am staying while I look for other jobs. Like everyone else I think you should start looking at other options.
Ah, Molly's at the Market. I've not been there in over a decade and I still remember how much we loved that they had a cat.
In the late 80s I waited tables in the French Quarter at a steak house. It was a nice place to work, but this was a slow night. My first table was a very quiet, but nice man. I took his drink order and when I returned to his table there was a woman sitting with him. I greeted her and she ordered a drink as the…
I'm pretty sure the guy in the first story is my neighbor.
Whah?