When I say white, you say privilege!
When I say white, you say privilege!
Wait, what, is that woman - white? If so, that explains why her azz wasn’t shot at once she exited the vehicle.
florida requires special dispensation though. i grew up in florida. last week my mother send me a picture of the bears wandering the next street over and one of my friends posted a cheerful set of photos of their canoe trip down the wekiva river. 10 photos, 7 with alligators over 5 feet long within arms reach of the…
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“My husband and I are vegan. My daughter is vegetarian and both of them are allergic to gluten, lactose, shellfish, soya, onions, peppers and GM foods.” I’m assuming the kids survive on eating air, then. Assuming it’s not red air, cause they’d probably be allergic to that too.
Big difference here: my preference to keep my conversation at my table. Your preference to make everyone else listen to yours at top volume, whether they like it or not. Can you guess what the difference is? Your prize is a big spoonful of peanut butter.
AMEN. I’m totally with you. A couple weeks ago my boyfriend and I were trying to have a romantic dinner at a Thai restaurant and a table of women were screaming - I guess technically laughing - and it was so annoying. It might as well have been an infant screaming at full volume.
I had a feeling I’d be called a buzzkill for this. But that’s usually what happens when people are too self-centered to notice they’re disturbing others and someone dares to remind them they’re not in a bubble.
That is the one thing about all of this that I will NEVER understand. There are any number of celebrities that I have no use for and don’t particularly like - I would never, ever, ever, waste my own time going on their social media to tell them that. I don’t understand it - hell, I don’t understand doing it with…
A giant Irishman! He was also a big crier. Like play 3 notes of Danny Boy and cue the water works. 275 pounds of gentle giant.
It was my dad and stepmom (about 25 years ago). I was obsessed with horses growing up but it just never worked out. Parents divorced (you buy her a horse, no you buy her a horse), taking care of my sisters, job, early college. A slew of reasons. So when I finally had the means and the time I started riding, English…
Surprisingly, my dad’s heart actually grew 3 sizes... and is now the size of a baked potato!
My dad was a big fan of tighty whities. Like day is over, pants are off. My friends would come over and there was dad having a lively chat with them in his underwear. Daaaad.
Once, my mom and dad told us they were giving us the house for the weekend while they were taking a cruise. I was 18 and I was going to have friends over. It was going to be a fantastic weekend!
When I was 3 years old, I accidentally murdered my pet goldfish. My mom came into the living room after having one of those “it’s been too quiet for too long” realizations, and found that both I and the goldfish we had procured that morning were missing. She found me a few minutes later, giving the goldfish a tour of…
I’ll top that! Two different tantric sex books, one on either side of the bed, both with notes taken in them.
Hahaha. I was going to point out Polk/poke but I figured I’d keep it simple. I hoped someone would though. Glad it was you :) (PBC by way of Broward)
Another “What The Florida” story. It’s a shame that Lake Wales is in Polk County. The story would have been better if it had been Lee County.
Quick survey: How do you guys usually spell Kailyn in your neck of the woods? This woman’s name seems to take an unnecessary number of letters to spell it out...
We’re coming home along the Thruway and decide to stop at McD’s. There’s a woman and smallish kid in front of us getting huffy and I can tell this won’t end well. And in due time she starts yelling at the cashier, “Why is everything more expensive here? This is ridiculous! You’re ripping people off!” and so on, as the…