"I swear, after the third loss I never saw another Houston shirt again. Coincidentally, a whole lot more Cowboys shirts starts appearing out of nowhere the further into the Texans descent it went."
"I swear, after the third loss I never saw another Houston shirt again. Coincidentally, a whole lot more Cowboys shirts starts appearing out of nowhere the further into the Texans descent it went."
Seriously, as another Texan, those grandparents are everywhere. They're fantastic folks usually, and with the best intentions, but they will not blink when thinking of passing on to a younger generation those things they find important, be it bibles, guns, or how to properly store and care for your set of workshop…
I will have it known that I in fact loved "Can't Hardly Wait" when I was working at a movie theater in high school, thank you very much!
All of these replies require me to educate those who have no idea what we're talking about by way of YouTube:
As a lady and a Dallas-born lifelong Cowboys fan, if there is in fact a Hell, then something like this would probably be part of my own eternal torture.
Wait, how long ago did Marvin die? This kid could be him reincarnated! Quick, somebody show the kid some slime in an ice machine & see what he does!
You *monster*.
It was amazing. That and Chappelle's Show existing in my early 20s was the best.
C'mon, nothing at Austin events is cheaper than Lone Star/Pearl. I can get $1 tall boys of those two any day in this city.
Oh, it's an actual razor. That's a bummer. I was hoping for a more reasonably-priced version of some Norelco thing my sis has that she can use on dry skin. This product just looks like pain and expensive replacement cartridges waiting to happen.
Lipstick/lip gloss WITHOUT sparkly shit.
Oh. My. GOD. That would be game-changing. Hell, roll it out for all top-covering clothes! You have no idea how many cute dresses with hemmed waistlines I see and love and want to throw my money at, and then I try it on... and thanks to my boobs, that waistline is halfway between my belly button and underwire. So…
Totally anecdotal and in no way indicative of the way things are in the rest of the nation, but I noticed for the first summer in a while at least half (if not more) of fast food places I tend to pass on a daily or even weekly basis have "now hiring!" signs out like crazy here in Austin. The city even had to delay…
Funky buttlovin'.
Looks like we're in for some great times whilst watching the upcoming decades' "Upper Class Twit Of The Year" contests.
Take me with you. Oh, wait. Damn you, gainful employment & lack of vacation days!
I got nothing. Most unexpected thing to ever occur on one of my roadtrips (aside from emergency pee breaks, which don't count) was when a 2-foot deep, lane-wide hole opened up in the Pennsylvania Turnpike and ate our front tire at 6:30am on a Sunday. I'm told that such holes are not uncommon. However, finding an open…
Because (a) it's often a stepping-stone job, or a stopgap when you need to pay your bills or be on the street, and (b), at least in the state where I live, management can fire you for any or even no reason, but especially like to do so if they hear anything regarding unionizing.