I check out the number of cars in the drivethru, more than 5, go inside.I’ll note the car that I’d bebehind if I went through the drivethru. Almost always they’re still waiting when I leave the store.

There is a special place in Heaven for people who roll through the drive thru lane with a long custom order.

You lose a point for not working using “Karen”

Isn’t someone going to retrieve that plastic bottle from the jaguar?

Hate to be snarky (but I will) I know that store. It’s a Food Basics, they have nothing worth stealing.

Also, their staff are polite as fuck.  They greet you, give no pressure while you look at the menu and will put chipotle sauce on your burger if you ask. I went into one the other night, one guy was mopping and immediately stopped and apologized for getting in my way. Another time I got a free dessert because my…

I never get tired of this. 

Agree, your face gets messy and you don’t feel satisfied at the end. 

My response was indifference. I don’t like crab legs and watching people gobble them down at buffets like there is no tomorrow leaves me cold. 

I’ll leave this with you: Thanks, Mel!

How the fuck does an adult lose their balance and fall on top of a child?

The guy was a known serial cheater. He’s in a house full of young women willing to drop their clothes for a dime. And who make their dollars being publicly dramatic about everything in their lives. And who need constant ratings and attention to keep their audience entertained. Close personal friend of the family was…

“I have a Black husband/boyfriend”

“I have a Black husband/boyfriend”

No fucking sympathy for you MAGAts. Don’t write (tax) checks your asshole can’t cash.

Cognac and Coke, not me, but a really dumb friend.

Peach Schnapps. Tasted like Angels’ ambrosia going down. Tasted like Satan’s rectum coming back up. 

I used to do that with my coffee, always leave at least 1/4 in the cup to get cold and scummy. I still do it sometimes. 

We did macaroni and ketchup.  Nothing else added, nothing. 

We used to eat macaroni with ketchup as our pasta sauce. I was in my teens before I had real pasta sauce. I wanted to go home and shake my mother.