againoncemore
Againoncemore
againoncemore

What: Eating 15 pancakes

I totally get the appeal of homeschooling, but if I had kids I’d be afraid to do it for one simple reason: everyone I’ve ever met who was home schooled is really socially awkward. For example, a guy just got hired in at my work and he’s super, super nice, seems pretty smart, good at his job, etc. but he misses social

“Thanks, kiddo”

My meet-cute happened on Kinja. A sweet, funny guy liked my comments and started chatting with me and it felt like we’d known each other for years and then we fell in love. ....okay, not really. But hey, it could happen one day!

You are seriously missing the point of this costume.

Okay, I’m just going to say it. I work in a hospital as a member of the support staff (neither doctor nor nurse). Some nurses are patient, hard-working and wonderful people. Some nurses are lazy, stupid assholes. Just like, you know, EVERY OTHER PROFESSION ON EARTH (except maybe lawyers). I say this because I neither

I’ve served jury duty twice and the first time I was put on a murder trial. The second time, which happened just a few weeks ago, I sat in a room for 8 hours doing every puzzle in the newspaper and then played the “name all the states” game with myself. At lunch I paid $7.57 for a wilted salad in the courthouse

Yeah, I work in an ER and we have our own version of this. When we ask “what brought you to the ER today?” people think it’s hilarious to respond “an ambulance” or “a car” or “my wife”. I’ve lost the ability to even fake a smile in response.

It’s Empire Records

Oh, Miley!

You should have had the police call them from the emergency room!

Back when I used to date, before Tinder made me shrug and give up on the whole thing, I would generally follow the “asker pays” rule, though I would always be prepared to pay my way (I have a policy of never assuming that I’m being treated) and would typically offer to contribute when the check came. If the guy paid

I was born in ‘82 and some would call me a Millennial, which I reject because they try to group me in with kids born in the early aughts who are young enough to be my own kids. I wouldn’t say I’m Gen X either. I may be without proper generation designation but damnit, I still love the Goonies!

Center one is a spinal vertebrae.

Oh my gosh, I’m the exact same way! I too used to discuss my inability to burp with pride until I realized what conclusion people were drawing from it—and rightly so

I think we know which Hasbro employee is responsible for this....

Easy. Stephen King.

Sorry to dampen the fun.

The Bean was photoshopped. This is the real place.