my god, jay...a just punishment.

I read somewhere that they brewed at that temperature because they assumed most people would get coffee, drive to work, and then drink the coffee once it had cooled down to a “not melt your skin” temperature. That an elderly woman with unsteady hands would try to add cream and sugar to her coffee while sitting in the…

If I remember correctly several of the prior claims against McDonald’s were from people who had severely burned their mouths and throats by immediately sipping their coffee. Those prior claims (plus McDonald’s surprisingly cavalier attitude toward them) are what helped make Ms. Liebeck’s case. It was only upon review…

My dad used to do that with mayonnaise; I never understood that. I can definitely see mustard sandwiches though because mustard.

When I was 11 my favorite snack was peanut butter and bacon sandwiches.

Damn that sounds fucking awesome.

Sorry. I also grew up inland and like oysters just not as much as the husband.

I don’t know about that my husband is a lake person, grew up on SE Wisconsin, and boy can that man eat some oysters. Me on the other hand I can take them or leave them.

When I was still dating I actually told a guy this would be his one and only date with me because he was being such an obnoxious fucker to the waiter. I was honestly mortified and somewhat relieved that it wasn't a place I was a regular. If it had been my go to Thai place I would have probably ritually slaughtered him…

No. She squirts it DIRECTLY ON THE TABLE.

I would have been beyond pissed if I had been there waiting patiently and then had to watch a complete asshole get seated ahead of me. That would definitely be my last time at that place, and you better believe the manager would know why.

I’m going to go with maybe don’t dangle your child over a pit no matter what’s at the bottom.

There are these things called art galleries and museums. I'm hoping he had heard of them.

I had a friend try to use me as her moral compass the other day. I just laughed at this joke. I am no one’s moral compass.

they LEFT THEIR SMALL DOG OUT FOR THE NIGHT. With no fence. And a bowl of kibble. Um, People?

It’s definitely corn because of the silk. My grandfather always planted several acres of corn every summer so I saw way too much corn as a child. I can barely eat the stuff now.

That’s the stuff I use now. I only tried juicing those little suckers once because I wanted to make the key lime pie completely homemade. Lesson learned.

What’s up with one ear of corn?

Oh shit I did that once and only once; the stuff from the plastic bottle is good enough for me.

I told my husband the same thing about clothes left on the floor. He finally stopped doing that when the cat started using them to cover up her oopsies.