And there goes my need to sleep... forever.
And there goes my need to sleep... forever.
I had a seagull land on my head once. It acted as the distraction while Seagull B stole my box of fries as I was trying to get Seagull A off my head and it took off after B flew off.
Where Avenue Q is (off Broadway), they have a full bar. Got sangria before show, had another delivered during intermission and swung by again for another after. Don’t know about other theaters and those on Broadway (didn’t have enough time to check out before Book of Mormon.)
Let it end! Let it end!
Jeb! was done when he had to drag out his mother to endorse him and his super PAC (which is totally not authorized by him or his committee, wink wink nudge nudge) dragged out W. to endorse him as well:
I’m male and parents divorced early in my life so I got different sex talk from each parent.
Don’t even joke about that... I was editing some video the other day for the station and the manager came up to me and asked if I could make the guy being stupid in the background bigger.
I’ve wondered the exact same thing. I mean what does that say about you if you jump from two consenting adult humans to a fully grown human to a (non-human and non-consenting) animal?
I can see why the policies are the way they are but still (especially in our sue happy culture) that doesn’t make me feel any better about potentially having to ignore an a-hole turning someone else’s face into minced meat.
When I worked at hotel as a room service waiter/front desk (depending on situation), our domestic violence protocol was if it was in the room to call the cops ASAP as soon as you return to kitchen/front desk due to liability reasons (i.e. you might get punched/hit and as soon as you interfere the hotel can be named at…
Next we’ll see the article of “Payton Manning Seen Singing ‘Jump robe with your guts is fun!’ to Nationwide Tune” and Revolution’s hollowed out body next to him.
My thoughts exactly. Considering the same network, ABC, shows some really racy stuff on Scandal and How to Get Away with Murder.
I grew up in New England and each of my schools from elementary (which housed the Pre-K as well) to high school had a full time nurse employed. Even the smaller towns have nurses because they’re the only ones allowed to distribute medication (even mostly harmless in normal doses/situations stuff like ibuprofen) and…
Exactly.
When asked to comment about it, T-Rex had this to say in their defense:
Hey now! How dare you equate a bunch of hissing cockroaches after Donald Trump?!
I’d love for my cat to eat and throw up cockroaches because then I wouldn't have to deal with them.
I’m in the same boat. While I’m a Sanders supporter, I’m not gonna be holding my nose to vote for Clinton if she gets the nomination. Both are fine candidates who are light years (scratch that, even greater than the distance between one end of the universe to the other) than any of the clowns in the GOP.
While at work today, we were talking about this. At first, I didn’t believe it because it just stinks of desperation but then they showed me the video.
Not surprised in the slightest by that last paragraph if true.