Ach, you were SO CLOSE. The word you’re looking for is ‘soupçon.’
Ach, you were SO CLOSE. The word you’re looking for is ‘soupçon.’
“..a violation of Ms. Solo’s First Amendment Rights”
I think it’s actually quite the same as what is now mocked as sending a ‘strongly worded letter’ - just with the additional risk to the company, because the entire thing occurs in the public realm, that your story is the one in a hundred thousand that goes viral. BITD you could write a letter, maybe get a voucher or…
I’d buy you a beer for being chill about it.
HEY BIG SHOT IF YOUR SUCH A BIG SHOT WHY DONT YOU DO ONE OF THESE PISSANT ARTICELS ON YOUR OWN TEAM THE PATRIOTS YOU LOVE THE PATRIOTS FUCK YOU LOOSER
Iowa prides itself on its development, because it’s recruiting prowess isn’t up there with the nation’s elite.
I don’t know how I feel about it as a social/economic trend but I have embraced our new social media customer service overlords. I had a pretty horrific experience with Southwest last year and my first two approaches to get help were 1) call their customer service line and 2) wander the terminal I was stuck in until I…
doesn’t actually beg the question
You have the right of way when you’re crossing the street on foot too; doesn’t make you any less dead when you get run over
No splice to LH on this one? Money-Saving Tips when buying real estate!
I work across the street from one of the best markets for produce in my area. I used to stop in two to three times a week after work. Then we had a kid - but that’s another story.
Before I clicked thru to the article and realized what was going on, I saw it in the teaser image and I thought that was the U-Foes.
The Walking Dead’s heroes have already survived zombie hoards
“more of a ctrl-z situation” I’ll be using that burn myself, thank you
holy shit
Peter David’s X-Factor.
Oh, you are in for a TREAT.
Came to the comments to post my love for Peter David’s X-Factor. Absolutely stellar.
Christ on a cracker. When you’re an old married dude, and your wife makes brownies and leaves them out, without telling you not to eat them because they’re for the church social later, they’re fucking yours. God. It’s not an act of microaggression to eat the brownies that are sitting on the counter.
And very few cars see harder city miles than taxis.