Is this a Flowbee haircut?

Either way...the result is the same.

It's gross that I'd honestly rather do it with Kid Rock, right?

No, not at all. RAWR.

Poor people pay taxes, most notably, sales taxes. Income tax is only one type of tax.

What does it say about me that I'm not grossed out by this?

Ideally, I'd take two showers a day. I love showers, I love baths. I love getting into bed totally clean. Since California is in a terrible drought, though, I'm trying to cut back to one a day and do navy showers, which is not very satisfying. If I go more than 24 hours between showers, I feel disgusting. I have oily…

Her hair was a real NO. I've never seen a worse look on her.

He is weird looking! His face is collapsing in on itself, like a shriveling apple.

Just focus it on Pete Carroll and Richard Sherman.

Poor guy is so knock-kneed. Someone needs to work on this.

I don't think there's a single guy in my office, aside from the married, older men, who have doctors. They literally just don't go to the doctor. One guy mentioned that the last doctor he saw was his pediatrician. Shit, the only reason I go to the doctor regularly is to get birth control.

Read the article- the workers find them a nuisance.

I'm curious why you HAD to have a cosigner. I bought my first car at 22, also, and I also had great credit. Were you working full time, bringing in a good income?

Their coffee is still hot as fuck. Once in a blue moon when I don't make coffee in the morning at home, I'll stop at a McDonald's on my way to work and get one. I can't even sip it until I get into the office 30 minutes later.

That is a totally separate issue- and I read the article about the old people. They sound like a real pain in the ass, and I feel bad for the employees.

All of them. At least every one I've been to.

I don't blame that McDonald's for wanting those people out. It's a restaurant, not a library or senior center. It's not reasonable to camp out all day in a place that works on quick turnover, while not spending money.

Yes, I understand that. And...tough titties, I guess.

Ugh, so jealous! Note to self: convince boyfriend to learn how to do plaster and lathe construction.