Da roast
Da roast
Gotcha, I missed the ‘officially’ that was thrown in there. Which, again, I can see that.
I have to say, I’ve never been big on tamales. I dunno. Maybe I’ve just never had truly good ones before.
I get the overall opposition to the sponsorship, and that is fine, but I’m giving the side-eye a little to the step of prohibiting school system employees from participating. Two dick moves don’t make a right.
To address the point about changing tables and space, unless you have the absolute tiniest of bathrooms in your establishment, you have room for a folding changing table that can be put on a wall.
Touche
Hep
Burkeman’s open barn door is just icing on the cake. I can’t believe they are so inept that they couldn’t put in the work to create a fake allegation that might plausibly fall under a ‘he said, she said’ scenario where they can’t really prove it but Mueller could not definitively disprove it either. No, no. Of course…
I smell a linguist...
To be honest, the type of people who get hep up over these cups won’t be satisfied until Starbucks puts out cups that say “ACCEPT JESUS CHRIST AS YOUR ONE TRUE LORD AND SAVIOR, YOU GODLESS HEATHEN!” and has the capability of forcibly baptizing you with holy water.
BostonDuckTours...
Boston gonna Boston...
A Peanuts character going through a mid-life crisis?
I really don’t care for prepackaged avacodo preparations. I don’t know what sorts of preservatives are needed to keep it from turning brown but every mass produced guac I’ve ever tried tends to have a weird after taste, coming, I’m assuming, from said preservatives. I’m no food snob but when it comes to avacados or…
Um rude move dude. I wanted ‘Tomato bisque’ not ‘Cream of the Inside of Ernest’s Mouth’...
“Time to pay the candy tax kids”
Eat the rich(‘s Halloween candy)...
Never saw the one about the father of the bride. I do remember one about a mother who didn’t want her daughters heavier and disabled (walked with a limp I believe) best friend to be a part of the bridal party because it would ruin the aesthetic of the wedding.
May I humbly submit that Channel Zero is the superior seasonal-anthology horror show.