Jorge Fucking Posada in the Hall of Fame? Of, what, baseball? Come on.
Jorge Fucking Posada in the Hall of Fame? Of, what, baseball? Come on.
You really need to learn why a differing opinion is not a bad opinion. Tim Howard has played for the USMNT. You have not. His opinion is, therefore, better than yours, whether you agree with him or not.
“The fall of the Roman Empire is a slap in the face to anyone who believes that things are somehow destined to get better.”
yup, can’t tell you how many hair-pulling conversations i’ve had with my uncle in fresno who owns a home, two new cars, put a kid through college, likes nice wine, blah blah blah, where I’M THE ELITIST because, i think, i have complicated ideas and he and people like him are tired of being told their beliefs (racist,…
who, you mean us? the middle class? ya, we sure as hell do.
1. It is.
same.
I’m 38, I haven’t regularly worn deodorant for...15 years? I got into the hippy deodorant that doesn’t work when I was in that phase, stopped using it altogether for the most part, and realized that I don’t smell bad, ever, unless I’m working out.
“If you’re using Kraft singles or any other kind of American cheese,”
Totally! I mean EVERYBODY grew up driving in snow and ice, so chain checkpoints in CA are totally nuts!
“Welcome to the rest of the country!”
“some practice on snowy and icy roads”
Sure, you can laugh at me all you want for taking it slow in snowy mountains because I only see it a few times a year when I’m on a ski trip.
It’s also called “I’m definitely going broke because I’m dumb enough to buy 4 houses, buy my son — who is certainly a titanic douchebag already — a corvette, and buy wheelbarrows just for this little stunt.”
No he didn’t. The counter people at the DMV didn’t jerk him around or set policies. They have nothing to do with this. This fucking prick has clearly never worked a day of customer service in his life.
This guy is a massive sack of shit.
Hey, you know what?
Russian-built too, no?
Bumped into my father-in-law at the gym the other day. He didn’t see me, so I fiddled with something in my locker for 15 minutes to avoid talking to him.
At age 21, I skateboarded to my part-time job at a pizza place holding my favorite chef’s knife by the handle. I’m 38, wife and I are just now starting to try to get pregnant (her, not me, obviously) and I shudder to think about me having a kid at 21.