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One of the best summers I ever spent was working in all different parts of Brooklyn. You can be damned sure that at least once a week I happened to be visiting an account somewhere near Avenue J at about 11:15.

I would rather pull my fingernails out with a vice than even think about eating a frozen Di Fara pie.

The bartender doesn’t control the restaurant’s policy on comps or the manager’s disposition at that exact moment.  Taking the money out of his tip when the problem could easily be outside his control - say, an owner that’s loathe to comp anything - is something only a shortsighted, punitive person would do.

The pants were far from hydraulic. Alexander was clearly attached to a wire and the pants were suspended from his rising body to reach the floor. Hydraulic mechanics require (gasp!) liquids to transmit force.

Also,  I really wanted to type “the pants were far from hydraulic.”

I don’t think fledgling means what you think it means.

I actually like the Versa. When a deer finally totalled my Toyota Camry TANK edition, my insurance was nice enough to plop into into a sporty little Infiniti that zipped me to and from work and around town. On the last day of the insurance rental, I paid for an online rental from the same Enterprise store, hoping they

I must’ve missed the headline when the spice girls got back together.

Dann’s name is spelled Dann, with two Nns, as seen an Alara’s phone(?) when Dann texts her outside the restaurant.

By “a lot,” you mean only the cheAApskate airline.