It's like we're battling against an army of Starbucks baristas and office interns.
I'm still so disappointed about that tournament.
THANK YOU. Although I'm happy scotch is currently winning. Now I must retire to my leather wingback chair in my smoking jacket and tumbler of Buffalo Trace.
IPAs taste like bitter ass water. And PBR tastes like slightly less bitter, watered down ass water.
I love it when teens can actually get to listen to good music. They're practically flabbergasted that no electronic correction of any form was used. It's like watching a beautiful flower bloom in front of your eyes.
I really didn't expect seeing a greyhound in Batman jam jams would brighten up my day. I was obviously mistaken. Please forgive me, Batman jam jam greyhound for my doubtful mind.
Don't forget ducks. Jesus Horatio Christ, those goddamned ducks. http://scienceblogs.com/notrocketscien…
"Hey man, what the hell are you doing? Hey kids, stop cryin'. Santa is real as fuck." LOL. Love her.
Wow that is crazy. It's like they have to believe the lies themselves in order to lie upon the lie. Amazing really, when you think that brain power could be used to you know, do something useful like science and stuff.
There were many other lies she told that made me think, "huh, she actually thinks people will believe this." But yeah, that was one of the main ones. Even my brother who is a lifer in the Army told her straight up, "no that's bullshit. Stop lying."
This woman sounds a lot like a sociopath compulsive liar ex I had. My ex had lied to me about lots of crazy shit. Some of my favorites were: she had back surgery when she was young and she had a flexible rod put in while at the same time she had come down with bacterial meningitis, and "it still hurt at times" which…
Oh god. No, no, I can believe it.
Seriously!!! Chicago! Grease!? And what, no Rent?! I'm sorry not sorry but I liked that stage-to-movie.
But the songs.... the songs!!!!
I bet you are fun at parties.