I shudder to think what would happen when President Trump was allowed to meet foreign heads of state. Kind of like my fears about Ross Perot, only worse.
I shudder to think what would happen when President Trump was allowed to meet foreign heads of state. Kind of like my fears about Ross Perot, only worse.
Is there video of him mocking the reporter? I don't think I could possibly hate him more, but that might be useful to counter some of the idiots on Facebook.
Dark meat — yuck.
I'm off to a slow start. First, I had to move a bunch of furniture so the guy could get to things. After he left, I decided that was a great opportunity to vacuum under and behind those pieces of furniture, and I ended up doing a kick-ass vacuuming job on my whole apartment — baseboards, trim, corners, windowsills,…
Veal farms.
I just read it, and the primary complaint seemed to be "it's old." Yeah, no shit. Get over it.
I once one a radio contest because I could identify the show that produced the line "As God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly." And of course "Thanksgiving Orphans" is my favorite episode of Cheers.
Everything I know about New York City I learned from Law & Order. Or Law & Order: SVU. Or Law & Order: Criminal Intent. Or even Law & Order: Trial By Jury.
There's a Dilbert book called Dogbert's Big Book of Business: Build a Better Life By Stealing Office Supplies. It's hilarious, even if you don't really like the daily strip, which I don't really. I highly recommend the book.
1. Don't by a whole turkey, just buy a breast.
2. Eat it with your hands.
Right back at ya! All of you, that is.
Then I wish you luck in your search for a good therapist.
Whattaya want, a medal? I don't think they give those out for being a jerk.
I don't think there's anything wrong with you, and I don't think you need therapy unless you need help understanding your own feelings and reaction. Unless you're holding something back in your comment, you've done nothing wrong. You may or may not ever learn what happened, but it's not you. Living with this kind of…
I got my first yeast infection from the antibiotics that were treating my first bladder infection. There's nothing like dealing with both at the same time.
Don't worry, I'll get to you eventually.
I love you.
Ooh, if I can get a fighter jet, sign me up. No more etchings — "Hey baby, you want to come back to my place to look at my fighter jet?"
Yeah, now imagine that itching is in a place you can't reach.
I've been living with 15 usable channels (and a lot of kids, shopping, religion, and other nonsense) for about 3 years. I am sooooo looking forward to having decent cable again. I'm going to spend the entire holiday week/weekend watching TV. Good stuff, crap, doesn't matter. Options matter.