What’s unnecessary is for you to be so rude. You aren’t being asked to critique a novel. This isn’t even a yelp review. I’m sorry for whatever shittiness currently exists in your own world, but spreading it around never helps.
What’s unnecessary is for you to be so rude. You aren’t being asked to critique a novel. This isn’t even a yelp review. I’m sorry for whatever shittiness currently exists in your own world, but spreading it around never helps.
Ok, so this story definitely falls into the “kids say the creepiest things” catagory, but there’s a helluva coda at the end of it, so stay with me. I promise every word of this true. This is what took me from ghost agnostic to believer.
This is my first time posting because until recently I’ve never had anything that spooky happen, but this event floats back to my brain every so often and I still have no idea what the fuck this was about.
In 2005 I spent the majority of the summer hitchhiking. I had just graduated from college and wanted to try something completely unfamiliar to me, and I insisted on making it a challenge. I lugged everything I had in two large backpacks, one carried on my back and the other on my front, filled with…
That is mine! Unfortunately Jezebel didn’t include the update. The incident happened just over a month ago. Since then, my daughter has repeatedly (and nonchalantly) said “mummy has a shadow on her back”. She’s not precise about verb tense so I think/hope it’s past tense.
That scariest thing of all is the decision to make this sacred annual treat into a freakin’ slideshow.
I have some STRONG OPINIONS about titles. I’ve been reading this from the beginning. Back in the beginning, Anna North or Dodai Stewart or Erin Gloria Ryan or whomstever (all excellent hosts of these spooky proceedings) would read through the comments and GIVE stories shared in the comments a title. Their titles were…
Atlas chugged.
I’m 5’2” and 110lbs and I could tank 7 margaritas in 4 hours and still write a term paper. The server was not out of line. There is, however, absolutely no excuse for drunk driving. Ever. I only see 2 people at fault here and none of them are the server.
“He has an incentive to give me exceptional service, not some mediocre minimum”
You should probably get an idea of what the *actual difference* between lab-grown meat and animal-grown meat is before evaluating whether it’s a good idea to eat it or not. Not whether it sounds appealing or not.
*Gross?* You have no idea what goes on in the modern meat industry, do you?
The finest microwaves.
The soup of the day is usually Hitler miss, but I’m sure you’ll just Goebbels up today’s gestapo soup.