...the Peculiar Purple Pie Man of Porcupine Peak. Bad guy turned good guy, if memory serves.

(Not my corgi) However, all the dogs in my household love all sorts of veggies. A few years back when I rescued a corgi/jack russell mix, he saw all the other dogs get super excited for carrots. As soon as he had the carrot in his mouth, he gave us all a,"WTF is this thing?" look. He eventually caved in to peer…

The last time I took my brother to a friend's house for dinner, he picked/poked at a beef stew because he didn't want to eat anything that was not meat or potato. My friend even went so far as to tell him to dump the leftovers back into the pot, since it was good food that no one wanted to waste.

Similar situation, but with my brother. I am considering the possibility of moving to a new job location, getting an apartment, and leaving my brother to "maintain" my house. (I use the term loosely)

I can't help but wonder about how productive we could be as a country if the conservative GOP-ers just shut up about abortions, gay marriage, and marijuana.

#3 is what pisses me off. Every year I buy a box, only to find that there is a huge piece of molded plastic that is taking up most of the space in the box.

Back when I sold Girl Scout cookies, they used to have an oreo knockoff. My 4 year old bother at the time loved them sooooo much! One day, a neighbor came buy to buy the last box...but we could not find it. Eventually, we realized that my bro was missing too.

I had a similar experience when seeing a public restroom at a rest stop on the Japanese highway. I actually took pictures because I KNEW that I would never see such a thing in the US.

That was my first thought too. However, I recalled a coffee shop that was staffed with hot male baristas with their underwear hanging out...and I realized that I did not want my coffee to be within 2 inches of mens' underpants. Same goes for food.

I was just considering how effective a maxi pad stuck to my knee would be. A clean one would probably work in most cases, but one with some red ink blotted on it may be better.

I want to get on a plane/bus, slap a maxi pad to each of my knees, and see how well that cools the guys that act like their balls are on fire.

I had one of those on my flight from Incheon (Korea) to DFW. The jerk could not let me sit in peace, so I bounced and kicked THE ENTIRE F%^&%^ WAY so that he couldn't get a wink of sleep.

For fuck's sake!!!! Who would want to stay with his restaurant for a career?!? He seems like the type that would fire a woman because she is getting old, but come up with some other sleazy excuse for firing her.

"Hi, I am [insert name] and I yell at pilots so that they get to their destinations without dying in a huge ball of flames and carnage."

I agree, but the fries are the best item at McD's. Hell, when my brother fed my old, ailing corgi a Happy Meal during his final week, that corgi dumped out the contents of the bag, then decimated the fries before touching the cheeseburger.

One of the old guys I work with told me that happened because people were maxing out their FSA, spending it, then retiring.

I just donated directly to a local unit yesterday and got some irritating news. I asked about why the Air Force base I work at did not have drop boxes (like they did last year), and it seems to be a new rule that the base cannot support more than one charity at a time. With CFC (Combined Federal Campaign) underway,…

If her punishments include varying types of death, I am quite curious about how many men would have the grapes to actually approach her for a "permission slip" to rape. After a couple beheadings, how many men would think, "Should I ask her for permission today?"

I also had the "guy who thinks it is okay to take off his pants in a lady's apartment." Best part was that he was a coworker that told the entire workplace that we got it on, which I gloriously dashed when I told the truth that the closest thing he got to any action was a few kisses from my corgi before I turned him…

Maybe those are skinny jeans and she oiled herself up in an attempt to get them on, but instead gave up and slumped against the chair in exhaustion.