Good for him!
Good for him!
Every “feel good” story about people standing in line to vote, old people overcoming difficulties to vote, and the resilience of the American voter are fucking horrible stories of how fucked up our system is.
Throw some popcorn in a paper bag, pour in a little oil, seal the bag tightly, and microwave. Get the convenience of microwave popcorn with the same quality as homemade.
You must not actually use any of the food delivery services. Grubhub, Bitesquad and Doordash all give the restaurant a way to contact you by phone without giving them your actual phone number. I’ve been called on numerous occasions to ask me about substitutions or to offer me a credit for things like not having the…
Leave it to The Simpsons to work biting social commentary on race into a bathroom gag.
How is this not cross-posted on The Root?
Harry’s got a death grip on that baby. He👏🏻is👏🏻not👏🏻going👏🏻to👏🏻drop👏🏻that👏🏻kid.
I am from the West Indies and I wash my chicken, with lime, lemon, or vinegar before I clean, salt and season my chicken. Watching travel cooking shows it seems like this is done in many hot places (I know people from the Philippines and they do this). The chicken is washed in glass or metal bowls, everything is…
The Chicago PD fucked up the case against him is what happened.
Real G’s use Zelle
This is what happens when people don’t teach their kids to stay out of grown folks’ business.
Loved reading her work at my alma mater. I still think Song of Solomon is underrated.
She most likely didn’t drain the grease from the sausage or bacon and continued to add all the ingredients, and then left it on a very high temperature without paying attention to it. Detail was never a high point of Perino’s time with the Bush White House...
“Train wreck" is too kind a phrase.
Hell, I’d call ‘em all in for interviews just to waste their time and insult them to their faces. In fact, I may just do that!
Same here when I see her I-can’t-believe-she’s-only-36 mug. Shivers...
Kinda like when George W Bush had that crooked grin that said ‘I’m lying’, and/or that little ‘heh heh’ laugh that said ‘I’m going to lie to these people, and they’re not going to know it heh heh - did I do that out loud again? Good thing I’m a good liar they won’t notice, they’re dumb.’
Me, too! It’s nausea. Is yours nausea? We could be nausea buddies. It’s like hand twins, but more visceral.