Please tell me you’re joking.
Please tell me you’re joking.
In other, somehow even dumber news:
A slow cooker filled with bones is work?? I’m not being flippant with you, of course.
Get a router that supports guest networks and an outdoor extender. Done.
Brava. Thank you for sharing this.
Buy broth? C’mon... make stock with the carcass.
It’s the cool uncle/aunt effect. Every generation copies the aspects of the cool, young adults in their families. They tend to be in their twenties, so there’s about a 20 year gap. That’s why flattops and fades are popular again.
The house came fully furnished.
Watch a bunch of ashy brothers sport those stupid hats, proceed to get dissed on sight nonstop by black women, proceed to pull their brain out their ass and burn them.
Dude is literally double-billed.
Alright. You win.
You guys are evil to joke about this. Enjoy the emotional bagga-
So, not failures. Right.
If you ever roast a whole chicken, stuff it with broccoli. I changed lives when I did this at Thanksgiving with a turkey.
Well, we are talking about fools and money here.
All of their shakes are like that. I have the pleasure of watching a customer go completely the fuck off about how their chocolate shake was the same way with the syrup streaks over vanilla. She pulled a Karen for all of us.
Let’s not even talk about the boogers on the wall.
I had to clean 24-hr gas station bathrooms for a period. Same.