So what? This isn’t about you.
So what? This isn’t about you.
No question, yes. A simple google search and five bucks gets you a better computer and more coding knowledge then every computer scientist that has ever existed ever had access to while growing up. That being said, if you buy this and throw it at a child without interest and without direction, I’d expect the raspberry…
The fact that this object costs five dollars, and you haven’t once said in your article that, “Holy crap, life is freaking great!” is upsetting, but as previously stated, life is great, so I’ll forgive you.
Ground beef tacos? That is a sin, punishable by living in the midwest.
The interesting part is the media’s gullibility, not the dude’s humor.
I’m 30, and I love creamed chipped beef. I don’t have it that often, but it’s amazingly tasty for as bad as it can look.
Tuesday is Taco night.
Yes. You missed the point.
I’m 62, and I’ve had all of these except for fried Spam. I actually liked chipped beef on toast as a kid...but then I also liked fried liver and onions as a kid (and I would have picked that as far more representative of the 50s or 60s than TV dinners or Chicken Kiev [really?]). Actually, the 1965 dinner should have…
Did I miss a year?
Holy smokes! This is awesome! Why did we move away from this design? It’s like part orgy and part statecraft.
You’re welcome! :D
That is true and they have been vile but the guy in this post is democrat. It sad that the hate is now coming from both sides and includes the 47 Democrats who voted for a bill that will basically stop Syrian refugees coming in. One side is obviously worse but i despair at what is happening.
“Oh, you wanna hit me with that shoe? Shoe me whatcha got!”
I wish throwing shoes at people was a culturally accepted form of political dissent in this country. Like what happened to Bush in Iraq. That was hilarious.
My daughter actually said this once when she was about 3 and yelled “SHIT!!” at the sky. I appreciated her honesty. I appreciated nothing from the Roanoke mayor’s statements.
I’m even more pissed off about media coverage of this refugee insanity. Wingnuts are a lost cause, but I still sometimes hope journalists might somehow find a sense of proportion, history, and morality. The chimera of “objectivity” is an excuse for so much bullshit.
Whenever anyone is offended by my words, I’m going to start saying, “I’m sorry, I didn’t think you’d actually listen to me.”
“My statement was intended to be respectful, measured, and moderate in tone and substance.”
“Nun abuse is a terrible thing that most people don’t know about, and it nearly killed my mother! That’s why my husband and I send our kids to a Catholic school!”