St Louis has JoyFM stickers, which I assume are similar red flags.

Dude, I was about to post this exact thing!!

Maybe! I find their necks to be funny in a lot of cases, but he/she’s super fancy and I definitely wouldn't kick him/her out of the barn 

Ifound it! They’ve since been marked way down (quel surprise!).

My friend bought the ugliest pair of Michael Kors boot-shoes I've ever seen. They were like $250 and I had to pretend they weren't heinous because she was in love with them. Le sigh

So you’re saying he Mana-forfeited his Get Out of (a longer sentence in) Jail Free card?

Agreed! And also these horses are used to having things under their tails...they literally already have a crupper sitting there. 

Usually the tailbone ends close to where the black strap (called a breeching, if anyone is interested in the minutiae of harness, lol); draft horses were traditionally docked because it was argued that a full length tail could get caught in the harness/over the lines/in whatever machinery they were pulling. It’s…

I have literally taken a 40 mile detour for Potato Oles. It’s very disappointing that there aren’t many TJs around anymore.

Right?! When my mother was pregnant with me, she was low risk by every definition. Back then, they didn’t do ultrasounds unless they suspected something was wrong (especially when you’re a farmer with bare minimum insurance), but everything was progressing well and she considered using a midwife. The night before my…

Fellow Midwesterner here, and I fully agree with your echo chamber assertion. My folks retired to a farm in the middle of East Jesus, MO and have slowly become more and more extreme in their views.

In the interests of preserving every morsel of shrimpy goodness, I’ve adopted a sort of squeeze-pull move when faced with trail on shrimp. If you squeeze the little armor-plated pre-tail section (I’m sure it has a name, but I’m too tired to Google) and kind of jimmy the meat a bit, you can remove the whole thing…

Right?? When I first started travel nursing, one of my contracts required a federal security clearance. I nearly lost it (and my job) because they found a 5 year old utility bill in collections that my ex-husband neglected to pay after I moved out. It was for $88.71.

This sketch is one of my absolute favorite things on the planet. “Ain’t nothing cuter than a fat country baby eating peaches off a hardwood floor” and Amy Poehler’s delivery of it is one of the funniest SNL moments ever, imo

I’ve been deep in a Tudor England historical fiction vortex, so I read it as “Á Dem!”, like a declaration of fealty/battle cry. And then I realized that I should probably cool it with the Philippa Gregory for a minute, lol

Yes! Labor Day isn’t a celebration of profits, it’s a remembrance of those who fought for American workers.

Thank you for saving me a YouTube search! This scene was playing in my head as I read this bugfuckery.

I worked as a nurse aide while I was in nursing school. It’s a ridiculously physical job, so injuries are not uncommon. Back injuries abounded back in the days before mechanical lifts, etc. I, however, managed to fuck myself in the stupidest possible way.