But have you seen the ecstasy pills made in fun candy shapes that people are apparently handing out to unsuspecting kids for Ridiculously Nefarious Purposes®?
“Have I personally insulted anyone?”
You have somehow become more disgusting by trotting out your Black wife and children, as if that means you are not being ridiculous with your idea that someone making your kid a sandwich is gonna infect them with HIV. I assure you that an HIV-positive person has most definitely prepared your food at some point in your…
HIV is so fragile outside the body, you wouldn’t even need to run the knife through a commercial dishwasher. A dose of bleach or even soap and water would kill it. Heck, air kills HIV.
After adjusting the temperature of their water twice
Now, anytime we eat anything that has onions in it—even a Big Mac—we say, “Watch out, it’s probably spicy.” Or, if something is spicy, we say, “It probably has onions in it.”
Circus peanuts taste like when you eat too much of something that is sweet and actually tasty, and then throw it up. You have the slightest hint that there is something that tastes good, but it’s overwhelmed by all the other parts of barf. It’s much worse than when you puke after eating something savory or salty.
A vocal Athiest who ate paleo and was into crossfit would just be the worst.
I’m an atheist pescatarian, and I can assure you I am a total nightmare.
That’s some next-level trolling right there. I tip my hat to thee, good sir!
Yup. Whenever Jesus-y people start their sermons at me I like to let them know that I was raised christian and that the founding pastor of Calvary Chapel is my godfather- and that has led me to my current atheism.
They never took a doggie bag home and they never touched Golem Jesus’s meal.
Alternate title for this BCO “Restaurant customers who were walking, talking advertisements for atheism.”
*hugs*
BCO got me through some horrible homesickness over the last year. Well, BCO and Nutella.
I'm pretty sure this is a great comment, but let me sleep on it.
Hi Colin, I just wanted to thank you for BCO. My father-in-law passed away last Monday morning, and I spent all week making phone calls, driving people around, making arrangements, serving people, and sleeping on my living room floor. It was the week from hell. A few times each day, though, I was able to sneak away…
The other couple’s server brought the wife her dessert and the first thing the man did was complain because they left him out. She shrugged and walked away. When the wife went to eat her dessert, he ordered her to give it to him. And he ate it.