Essentially.
Essentially.
According to that same colleague, he opined at an Observer event that he could not understand why people took so much time off around pregnancies. “After all, there are so many people helping.”
A baller funeral for a baller cat.
Euthanasia is hard to watch, but knowing you gave your pet the best, most peaceful death they could hope for lessens the grief somewhat, I feel.
As do we. Not for environmental reasons, mind you; we just like the idea of being able to keep our fallen furballs with us no matter where we move.
See, the baffling thing in this particular case was that she and I went to the same high school, and we had a mandatory Government class freshman year. Sleeping through it is the only logical explanation.
We’re trying to smack basic human empathy and logic into our brethren, but it hasn’t worked so far, so you may be right.
Myep. My super-duper liberal (and yes, white Millennial) college roommate in 2010 was becoming disillusioned by Obama “not doing enough.” I tried to explain to her that he didn’t have the authority to make huge decisions unilaterally, but that... didn’t seem to register.
Agreed. It’s tasty, but I’m not going out of my way to get it.
These studies are always less harrowing once the math folks helpfully remind us of this.
Evil makes people ugly, but it keeps them alive.
If I hit 80, I’m tryin’ heroin.
Where are you getting all these extra ramen powder packets, you sorcerer?!
Every time a Butterfinger gets stale, the angels weep.
I actually enjoy candy corn, too, and agree that it’s far too universally despised to count as “overrated.”
Bizarrely, I can’t stand licorice-flavored things, but will eat the absolute hell out of fennel bulbs.
My guess is that he’s out personally slapping everyone who’s ever written a dumb letter to an advice column.
I’d watch that remake.
Delicious asparagus piss.
Dear God, if only the chicken pox vaccine had been around when I was a kid. There’s no way in hell my children are going to have to go through that shit.