Hey! But VA had the first CHARTERED college in the nation. That means something, right? Because having a piece of paper saying you're going to get around to doing something means more than, you know, actually doing it.
Hey! But VA had the first CHARTERED college in the nation. That means something, right? Because having a piece of paper saying you're going to get around to doing something means more than, you know, actually doing it.
Yeah, the history I remember learning was pretty much "Governor Spottswood explored the Blue Ridge and saw how great the country could become when Virginians moved westward and then George Washington and Thomas Jefferson and that Patrick Henry guy said some words. Then a couple hundred years of some stuff happened and…
For some reason, now I can't stop thinking about rubber chickens.
So much win in this thread.
"C'mon, we're a credit to our racists."
WIN
Wtf? South of what? Seriously, you just made all that up, right? Or your friends have been trolling you for some time now.
Not sure how you can bitch about the oddments that get called "sausage" by various joints, and then have the mystery-solid that gets called "hamburger" by same ranked so high.
Between this gif and your avatar pic, I think I'm in love.
I'll be glad when Ignorant Fool Week ends on Jezebel.
You forgot Tim Hard-ons.
Thanks! ;)
Put it back in the trunk, Lou.
We're going on 240 years now. Been a pretty good run, maybe it's time to move along.
Senior year in college there was a guy on my hall who would play The Cure's "Just Like Heaven" every time he brought his girlfriend to his room. Middle of the day, late at night, you always knew when they were in there. The song would play two or three times, and then silence. A minute later they'd come out and go off…
I think I've seen that chef before:
I live in Maine and can't stand lobster. People look at me with the pity usually reserved for crippled children and terminal cancer patients.
The bar for 2015 has been set ridiculously high. Bless you all.
I do it too...and better hired, I hired someone to work for me who gets that I do that, and accepts and encourages it. I think she may need a raise soon. God's work, I'm doing.
Well bless your curmudgeonly heart, C.A., but you are dead wrong about corn pudding and pumpkin pie. That you called pumpkin pie "sandy" says something about either a) the cooks you grew up with, or b) your current eating habits. Either way, pitiable.