I am too old to worry about whether or not I want children. Sure, I’m only 39, but I’ve decided it’s not for me. And I don’t care what any of you all think (LOL). I’m too old to worry about what you think. And, in my view, too old to have children. Who wants to be hated by a teenager when you’re in your late 50’s?…

Touching on another Jezebel article, I am fairly certain that I am too old to eat at any restaurant whose schtick is projectile baked goods.

What the heck is a “wodge”?

It goes away when you decide to make it go away. I did it at 16 and I’m 39 now. Some people my age and older aren’t even close to making that choice. That’s the thing: it’s YOUR choice to stop caring about what other people (your parents included) thing about the way you live your life.

Really depends on the software the restaurant is using. (Which, of course, how would you know?) If the server carefully enters all items by seat number, than is should be a simple process to split by guest after the meal. I know this, because I am a server and use this feature fairly regularly. I am nearly 40, and…

If you want to kill yourself in prison, fine. Don’t ask someone else to kill you. Sure, the government can provide the pills, or the suicide booth, but asking someone to kill you is ludicrous.

Simply replace the Canadian bacon with salmon. I’ve usually seen smoked salmon, but once in awhile, it’s fresh. I prefer smoked salmon.

I call this “Tuesday Night”.

Disappointing, eh?

No, I have to agree with Massholenation. His/her description is essentially what I’ve known shot on a shingle to be too. True, it was usually referring to chipped beef, but always open faced sandwiches.

I just spit out my Ramen laughing at this.

You can’t be “mostly vegetarian”. You either are or you’re not. Of course, defining “vegetarian” is an entirely different animal.

Was it KFC that made a “sandwich” that used two pieces of chicken as “bread”?

Oh, I’m a big ole carnivore, but even I like a veggie burger now and again. Bacon seems like a delicious addition.

Sure, let me just pull that extra table and dining room space out of my ass to accommodate your stupidity. Would you like antibiotics with your meal, or would you prefer to chance it?

Edit. I misread thinking they were upset at the thought of alligator eggs. Instead, they were upset that they hadn’t received alligator eggs. Heehee

Not sure why your coworkers think alligators are any more special than chickens anyway. LOL

I half expected him to be the owner, but your thought seems more plausible.

I’ll still marry you! We can fight the Kinja together!

But you can help it. Get thee an eyebrow pencil!