You Don't Understand My Hair.
And that tampon? Belonged to Emily Dickinson.
The true horror of this encounter is that the idiot human videoed in portrait mode.
Once 15 minutes before close we got a call for about a 30 top coming in around 5 minutes. I told them that as long as they got here before our closing time we could take them, wrote down their info and went into the back. The kitchen was displeased but stopped closing their stations and started getting ready for the…
It's the kind of group that has a member that wants you to stop the earth's rotation.
Jesus H Christ. I grew up in a relatively poor household where we ate a lot of Kraft Dinner and shit (and I would still eat it every day if I could), but my adult tastebuds are staging a revolt at that "dinner" your extended family brought. Especially at the Wonderbread. At some point in my adult life, I discovered…
My family had a health food store when I was growing up, we always ate very healthy in my house. One Thanksgiving my father prepared an absolutely delicious dinner with all of the traditional trappings, turkey and sweet potatoes and rolls and fresh cranberry sauce etc etc. One of his brothers showed up with his wife…
"No, ma'am, actually the sun is going to remain in its place as it has for millions of years. The Earth, however, will continue spinning and proceeding on its orbit as planned; would you like me to ask a manager to pull the emergency brake?"
Her retail job has to involve selling monogrammed thermoses, right? Please let that be the case.
DAMN Pinkham. You deliver.
get out of my ass hair
Or we get a time machine and cast a young Jesse L. Martin.
Man, I feel sorry for whatever poor kid they get to play Sam Cooke. Nobody had his charisma.