ugh, people. I own an antique shop and at least a half dozen people every day come in, stand in the middle of the shop looking around, and loudly ask "so what do you sell here?"

When I moved to South Carolina from the DC area it cost me about $1200, just FYI. When I first moved south I used a national moving company based in DC that was horrible, like so horrible they actually picked up a local homeless man on the way into town and gave him $50 to do about 75% of the work for them while they…

edited to add: I should have known someone would beat me to the punch with this glorious gif

illuminutty!

if I make a whole pie, I have to eat a whole pie.

Here is my chubby little bunny Peaches, she was 6/7 when I adopted her, so she better make it to at least 30 otherwise I'll feel ripped off for missing those first 6-7 years of her life!

So, women: if you're the product of a good marriage, and feel safer as a consequence, lift a glass to dear old dad this Sunday.

that does sounds disgusting, but I will be trying it ASAP! A bartender once suggested coconut rum & Mexican coke to me and I though it was the most disgusting thing I ever heard, until I tried it years later out of desperation and realized it tastes just like alcoholic coconut cake!

31. Tuna Melt

Charleston SC here!

Waffle Apartment pretty much sums up my entire life, just add extra cat hair. Seriously, I don't understand how such a small animal can make so much fucking hair.

"A call I placed to the store did not yield a response —they only take messages"

It looks exactly like the fuzzy brown felt pads I just stuck on the bottom of my new dining chairs!

nooooooooooooo...but I love my edamame hummus :(

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erections for some, miniature American flags for others!

Beyond the weird sadness & desperation vibe this whole things gives me...I just don't understand why it took so damn long to make that many sandwiches. He says make 300 sandwiches, you go out to the corner store and buy all the wonder bread and bologna and slap together 300 sandwiches in a night. The next step should…

my dream is to be able to work only 9 hours a day 5 days a week. I would get so much shit done around the house!

I know I should be more mature than this, but "not all" always makes me chuckle

The last time I was an ice cream truck (we apparently are too cool for them here in my neighborhood, damn hipsters) was in Washington DC and it was playing Pop Goes the Weasel as well.