amytucker02
MrsAmy
amytucker02

Hahaha, thank you for bringing this to our attention. My attitude went from "live and let live, and maybe this article is a little unnecessary" to "fuck that guy" in one block quote.

Yeah, I don't recognize at least 75% of the words in this article. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

The story seems to be that they're not putting actual opium in the soup, but the actual opium poppy plants, which makes more sense, since opium poppies are also the ones used in producing the edible seeds, and the plants themselves are eaten at various stages. I've just read something that indicates that dried,

Now come on Kelly, you left out the best part of that douchetastic USA Today interview:

No, that would be a $4.70 tip on a $23 tab. Math is your friend, don't push it away!

Attention bad tippers: Paris Hilton is now a better person than you are. BOOM.

Every couple of years I read some variant of this story. Either it's an urban legend that won't die, news outlets keep returning to an old story without realizing it's old, or China has a serious problem with noodle shops putting opium poppies in the food. CNN claims that it's a reoccurring problem, noting earlier

As a recovering opiate abuser, I can confidently say this is a brilliant idea. I mean, not for a restaurant, but for personal use. I had zero appetite when I used opiates and getting my drugs and food as a twofer would have been awesome. But serving your unwitting customers opiates... no. Don't do drugs, kids. Stay in

Does he put a pasty over his sphincter or does the butt just get 0 coverage?

How did you leave out this gem?!

Lady lead singer of well-known metal band. Very rare. Go ladies! She's replacing the former front alien who died.

A reporter dared ask Vulvatron, the new frontwoman of GWAR, whom she slept with to get into the band. Her response was simply lovely:

Having been there, yes, yes, this is true. My most daring costume was a bunch of grapes one year, where I covered myself in purple balloons. Key word is "covered." I've also been a ballerina pig. Don't ask. It was cute and I got to wear a tutu and be super drunk.

A SEXY shitshow.

God yes. I have also learned the hard way not to drunkenly confront the sexy geishas and sexy Indian maidens wandering the streets of New Orleans, they are not interested in a discussion of race and representation.

A sexy jellyfish

My "favorite" thing about body shaming relatives is when they're all like, "Oh, I ordered us some pizza for dinner. By the way, what are you doing to lose weight?" Like, if you really care about my health, why don't you get us some salad? Oh wait, you just feel like you're justified in making comments on my

Leave Deep Purple out of this.

Done. :-)