We must run in very different crowds.
We must run in very different crowds.
Aww c'mon, just google "boobs" like all the rest of us. Don't make me do the work for you!
Yeah remember all those jokes about Jackie Robinson, back in the day, when he was the only black player in the majors? Those were hysterical! Too bad he couldn't laugh at himself when fans and players made all those funny jokes. As he was breaking into a sport dominated by white men.
Just get rid of frats altogether. Let colleges be for learning.
Here's the thing: those kind of people DO need financial advise. You know how you hear about these people that made 6 figures all their lives and now they're working at a BK or something at 70 years old? It's because they didn't think they needed financial advice.
I agree. I started reading this article and then stopped when I got to the part of "a combined income of $160,000." Jesus, my girlfriend and I only make a combined income of $63,000 and that's pre-tax (I'm 26 and she's 25). People with six figure incomes have plenty of money. How about some advise for us poor folks?
Or, do what the ever-shrinking middle class does:
I wanted to thank everybody who responded to me on last week's social. I was injured at work and potentially it could have been fatal. I'm feeling even better now. I've built my arms up to where I can lift my whole body off the bed and to the side to grab a walker. And I'm moving pretty quick with that now. I…
It really bothers me that Ebony is a common search. We aren't marriage material and we are the last to be contacted on dating websites but people sure love to jack off to images of us being fucked and objectified and all that jazz.
I met Senator Wendy Davis today! I was at the grocery store getting my birthday cake and I saw her. Then I walked up to her and told her thank you and good luck. I almost cried. Why, I don't know. Her husband was very sweet too. Total fan girl moment.
I do not support this. If we give them their day back, the pagans will rise. We must crush the pagans. It is in accordance with the prophecy. Thus sayeth the Lord.
Get over what exactly?
Awww. I'm sorry your dad was fucking his secretary instead of attending your Little League game too, pal.
then y u mad bro?
Like wearing clothing and taking modern medicine.
I keep trying to popularize the "Lower Mullet" but no one wants to play along.
It's butter and cream, not Jesus. No miracle can make rutabaga palatable.