Almost 3 years later.. It saddened me that this comment didn't have any 'likes.'
Almost 3 years later.. It saddened me that this comment didn't have any 'likes.'
Sorry y'all. I have the cutest puppies.
I stole beer from my friends' parent's cooler on a camping trip in the eighth-or-somethingth grade. It was Budweiser and even as a preteen I knew that specifically was a shitty beer. At that age I preferred Coronas, haha.
For me it's cutting and physicals. Most of them have faded or could pass as stretch marks or whatever. And I never cut too incredibly deep. But it's hard to make excuses for 'fat' carved across your stomach.
I always thought Lucky Charms in milk was fairly pleasant coming up. Provided you got to it right away. Milk that's say around in your stomach is... Unpleasant.
I read that you didn't want to be an unwilling extra in his pachyderm.
Speaking of customers with eating disorders- I never worked here, but there is a local Milwaukee chili establishment that I was having a bite at after work. Across from me a woman ordered an obscene number of chili dogs and proceeded to toss them down. When they were all gone she vomited them back up in their white…
IS THIS THE HOUSE ON THE ROCK?? How many times have I been to the Dells and seen the brochures? "I get it a house is on a rock."
I... knew a girl who thought she was from Narnia growing up. Like really truly and seriously believed it. And also thought she was going to be killed from somebody in that world. Oh the tearful phone calls. This comes out and I wonder what could have happened, if she thought she had to kill somebody else...
I prefer to think you went to a public school with some random ass Nun. :)
Sorry to talk in GIFs but this is really perfect.
Thank you for reminding me of AAVE- it's still not (in my opinion) the best terminology, but when this topic comes up I'm sick of mumbling through "for lack of a better term ebonics" because this is at least better terminology than that.
I mean, I know Lewis Black can explain it best but also this guy:
Every church in my neighborhood seems to be sandwiched between rows of bars, that's for sure.
I mean, we do have a 12 strikes system... :/
That's pretty rad, I have to walk all the way to the corner to get to the closest bars in my Milwaukee neighborhood.
I live on Milwaukee's fabulous East Side. Definitely more bars.
Jesus... calm down, have a drink.
Oh. My. God.