Says someone who has never had a blackened ribeye.

Since I was at a salary-man company I ate a lot of bento box lunches and izakaya food. Only once did our team go for sushi -- as my going away. Fish is available, but I think there is a misconception about it dominating the menu in Japan.

I ate more fried chicken (karaage) while living in Japan than I ever did in the U.S. It’s not all sushi there -- that’s more of a special meal.

Our former head of HR was a big fan of the old lady perfume. Big fan. I made the mistake of taking a Starburst from the ever-present “corporate candy plate” on her desk during a meeting.

I tried that move in a freshmen “B - team” practice and shorted that bounce so the defender took it square under the sack. Poor dude had to go to the hospital because his testicle was “inside” him and had to be pullled out.

Inverted nipples.

“The calls are coming from inside the city council meeting, get out!”

I may or may not have called my precinct about cops running red lights and/or (both) using their sirens just to avoid traffic. Shame.

Making me breathe your perfume/cologne is no different than making me smell your fart in my book. I will (and have) leave a restaurant before I suck on your Anais Anais cloud.

This is true, but there are at least a couple of episodes where Jim gets his comeuppance (e.g., the push of Michael into the fountain caught on video).

Truth. Vegas was just over a month ago.

This is the correct take. I have practiced for over 15 years, tried a couple of District Court cases, but no way am I qualified, nor would I take the position if offered. What is with all these Trump appointees (Devos, etc.) being comfortable with taking SIGNIFICANT positions with zero background?

I’ve returned from the K-hole, heard about Reher Morrison as grass roots engine builders, Bob Glidden rivalries, and saw a bunch of super cool pro stock cars. All I can say is that the scene seemed much cooler when they were racing stock looking crown Vic’s, thunderbirds, camaros, mustangs, ltds, and mavericks.

Getting hit in the head by the point of a football is the most aggravating, pissed off inducing feeling one can experience in sports. I’d rather get hit with a baseball.

This reminds me of back when I was a latch key kid looking at my moms bf’s copies of Hot Rod Magazine and pics of Lee Shepard in the “Reher Morrison” car(s). I don’t even know who the fuck Reher Morrison is, but...I am about to go down that K-hole. Wish me luck boys.

I would think she has enough leverage to get a last look/final approval right...or maybe the market doesn’t allow anymore???

“Would you fuck me? I’d fuck me.”

A friend was sentenced to, and served 3 years for insider trading. He netted a whopping $30k from that scheme. Sentencing is a crapshoot.