no1curraboutyourbonergotkinjad
No1CurrAboutYourBoner
no1curraboutyourbonergotkinjad

I know it’s a pipe dream but how I wish we were our own country.

Basically, it’s simply a matter of which States are giving a green light to predators to prey on undocumented immigrants without consequences vs. States that protect everyone from predators. Any time a predator is let loose to prey at will; ALL OF US, regardless of immigrant/citizen status are endangered. This is a

Aerosoles are actually Not Horrible, and quite a lot of them really are pretty comfy. The problem is that a lot of their styling is inconsistent (are they a Coolish Trendyish brand for Youngish people? or are they Semi Frumpy Old Lady Shoes? because their styles cover that whole gamut). Plus, “Aerosoles” as a brand

I legit had no idea that their shoes could be purchased at full price from a retail store. I like the brand but I just get that shit at DSW in the clearance rack.

Say what now?

I have one of those fancy toilets with the heated seats and the electric bidet and once I was WAAAAYYYYYY drunk after a bachelorette party and was barfing my brains out in the toilet and got sprayed in the face with the bidet and was half horrified, half refreshed.

There’s a guy at my husband’s work who takes red solo cups and somehow washes his ass. Like, pours the water down his crack, I guess?

Right, but to say that it “fucks up your credit” is is not exactly accurate. Any financial obligation, be it credit cards, student loans, car payment, etc... is legally owed and therefore not optional, and for a lawyer to use that as an excuse to dissuade a client from seeking support she is entitled to, is wrong.

I did not know this but considering how quickly someone pointed out that the pic was Busy Phillips from Freaks and Geeks and he was like, “Really?! I loved her in Cougar Town!” I was like, “Well you’re either blind, an idiot, or both. And you’re a sexist jackass.”

Wow, you’re friend has a shit lawyer that sounds like her ex’s BFF.

Oh, I don’t mean just this. I also mean the posting of explicit pictures on Instagram, the public feuding, the accusations - all of it. It’s déclassé
enough when it’s just adults, but when there’s a kid in the mix, it’s vile.

I recently worked at an educational institution that has a lot of Middle Eastern refugees in integration and language classes (I’m in Germany - they’re not all Syrian refugees, but they’re all from the Middle East) and the women did this, too (I don’t know if the men did). They’d take the little plastic coffee cups

Your friends lawyer was garbage. Who advises their client not to seek support? And a mandated order has zero impact on your credit score.

In California the child support formula factors in each parent’s income and the high net parent (one who earns more) has their amount decreased by the percentage of time that they have with the child. So he’s paying that much because his income is obviously high enough to justify it according to the guidelines even

Yes, that baby is cute. But her parents really seem like garbage people.

Jon Cooper was a major ass with that tweet. Busy gave him hell and his sexist bullshit deserved every bit of it.

He’s such a fucking manbaby. “More progress against ISIS in the last nine months...” What? H0w? Based on what? These are just words. And his dumbfuck supporters will just look at them and say “See!?!” without even one thought as to what they actually mean.

Sun tea is real. It’s just brewing tea in the sun. But on 30 Rock, they’re peeing in jars and leaving it out, so they don’t have to leave their office. Liz asks what it is and he lies and says it’s sun tea.

A friend of mine who is a known pathological liar about the most ridiculous things, told me once that he worked with a man who would shit, then (this was all gleaned from what could be observed around the structure of the stall) stand up, run the TP back and around him then down his ass crack, and would basically

I have a co-worker (you seriously can’t make this stuff up) who brings her phone in. And answers it while on the can.