Katharine Hepburn: “I have not lived as a woman. I have lived as a man…I’ve just done what I damn well wanted to and I made enough money to support myself. And I ain’t afraid of being alone.”
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I’ll bet that fox actually knows what he’s doing though.
A cough suppressant made him threaten to kill his wife. Just want to be sure we’re all clear on that.
the principal, Patrick Taylor, told the honors student that if she were to show up in clothing meant only for men (always and forever)
Along the same lines as Becca's story about people making assumptions about educational backgrounds, I waited tables at an Italian chain restaurant that falls between Olive Garden and Macaroni Grill in terms of cost/quality the summer between college and law school. Our clientele was generally pretty decent, and as a…
Oooooh, those assholes in the last one. I want to slap them.
The first one. The first one is something I would do. I am at working crying/laughing while someone is in my ear harassing me for a bluetooth printer. FUCK YO BLUETOOTH! BCO IS ALIVE!
This, THIS is what a normal, sane person is talking about when they're saying that a business can and sometimes should refuse someone service. The utterly insane assholes who start off treating the staff like slaves and go downhill from there. The POS who threatens their way into free stuff because they know a…
I'm proud to be an American, where at least I know my cheddar biscuits will be free. And I won't forget the men who died, so I can bitch about automatic gratuity.
Santa Claus of Popcorn could totally kick Deranged Santa's ass.
"I don't need to justify how I earn a living any more than you do."
We had two kids who made an improvised “bomb” by filling a tennis ball with gunpowder and a short fuse and were tossing it back and forth with lacrosse sticks. It went off (obviously) and temporarily blinded one of them. He had to wear special sunglasses indoors for several weeks afterwards.
‘Murica!
This. This has to win.
This is simultaneously the worst and best thing I have ever read. I am crying.
I have THE BEST BATHTUB in the world. It’s an antique iron, claw foot tub. When you fill it up with hot, hot water, the whole thing just radiates perfection. That bathtub is my refuge. That bathtub is my Fortress of Solitude. That bathtub makes awful days into cathartic tub cries.