Hire her, then when she shows up for work, tell her the process was all ‘performance art’ and her getting the job was just a prank.

There are chains much of the way but not all, I believe, though I turned back early. The scary part is that a lot of people are coming up and down, so you have to let go to allow people to pass on narrower sections. And I just don’t trust other people that much.

Can relate. I occasionally get retroactive panic attacks remembering being at the Grand Canyon in AZ and trying one trail without a guardrail. It seemed safe enough to start, it was sufficiently wide that even if I tripped and fell, I’d land away from the edge with room to spare (the path was wider than I was tall),…

I’ll never understand people who go close to cliff edges. My dad does it on holidays, even though I plead with him not to. I’m basically on the verge of tears, and he won’t listen. People are fucking stupid. For Christ’s sake, a gust of wind could easily knock you off your feet. I’m no genius, but safety at cliffs…

Miracle Whip is made from Donald Trump’s fermented semen.

Call Customer Service then, the rest of us don't give a shit what you think you're due from a fucking free blog

Gizmodo is about technology and it is relevant in that the disgruntled guest booked their trip on Expedia, which is an internet based company. That fact that it involves a current apricot running for President and the excrement of a slug as an owner who may one day hold a cabinet position for that piece of fruit are…

I liked Dr. Drew so much in the 90s, based mostly on listening to Loveline late at night driving to and from college. I have been more and more appalled at him ever since. Beyond promoting conspiracy theories, he’s been peddling the worst kind of junk pop medicine for years. He’s dangerous in much the same way as Dr.…

How he didn’t lose his medical license after the living hippocratic oath violation that was Celebrity Rehab, I’ll never know.

My dog’s a little more aggressive about it. You pet him for a minute and then try to move on to do something else? He flat out punches you with his paw continually until you start petting him again. He’s a 70-ish pound husky. That shit hurts.

Not so different from the power grabbing, mastermind Obama that is single-handedly dismantling the USA, while at the same time he’s goofing off playing golf and is so dumb that he can’t speak without a telepromter.

This is the thing that infuriates me about FOX is their insistence she is simultaneously a befuddled, incontinent geriatric and a criminal mastermind that has been breaking laws and fixing elections since her husband was in office.

I keep waiting for all the sane people around her to finally snap and burn her at the stake. It’s getting up to a decade of waiting. *looks at watch*

imagine taking two seconds to read about what actually happened

OT, but I just had a bunch of Jezebel and Gawker sub-blogs follow me and I just wanna say thank you. Is this happening for everyone who survived the Gawkapocalypse? I can comment on The Slot now and not be in the greys!

“I do have to go on the record and say she viewed you like a sister.”

Can you point those of us who don’t know in the right direction. I’v spent more than than a few minutes reading posts on this subject and seem to have missed that part.

But that’s the legit best part of the original with Charleton Heston. Especially because Heston apparently had no idea that Stephen Boyd, who played Messala, was purposely playing up the HoYay! aspect of it.

...and capri pants. No loincloth, no Tarzan.

@NerD:blogOtaku: Actually, many of the statues in old Rome were older than the age where "Gladiator" took place. The older statues were never repainted, as is the tradition still.