he’s a cunt, and i don’t wanna hear him talk unless he does have taylor swift tickets, sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

all in favor of never saying “panties” again say aye.

The whole point of their cheeky style is to show off the underside of the butt cheek. I don’t get this.

If it was a legitimate question I’m sure the candidate has ways of, you know, shutting the whole thing down.

You forgot #6 Be prepared to go to court and repay her for her belongings. (It turns out being mad does not give you a right to destroy the property of the person you are mad at.)

What NOT to do? Don’t be one of those women who displaces all the anger they should feel toward their partner, onto “the other woman” or, even worse, blames the other woman for the fact that their partner cheated. It’s just more bullshit that women do to let men off the hook and that lets get away with the shit they…

I spent way too long watching WW clips on you tube today!

At least he gave me the endless joy that only CJ Craig can bestow.

It was tongue in cheek.

Fuck IPA fever. I am so sick of wasting ten minutes per table explaining our vanilla espresso IPA, our 36,000,000-minute IPA, our Antidisestablishmentarianism IPA. Go hump a barrel of hops and GTFO of my face.

The resturant he worked at probably used a white cheese and he just assumed it was mozz since all white cheese is apparently the same thing.

I’m sorry but my brain is now broken at the idea of chips and queso being made with mozzerella chesse.

It’s big in the South.

The server’s response was perfect. “That would be a puddle of cheese.”

You know what? I love the balls on Cara Sloane to tell a BCO story about her own fuck-up. Just about every one of these is told from the waiter’s point of view, so I am always curious as to how customers would tell one of these (and what the exact hell was goin on in their cerebellums)...

“So, your table stopped me and asked what kind of fish they had was because they thought you were lying to them; I told them it was cod and they asked why we didn’t have real fish.”

Given that Halloween is coming up and all sorts of stupid lore about treats laced with tricks will soon full the media, here is a simple trick to detect illicit drugs in your confections:

DAMMIT, PINKHAM.