I’ve discovered over the decades that adversity shines a bright light on who your true friends are. Adversity also will show you both the best AND the worst in the people you consider(ed) “friends”.

You might refer to those difficult to open packages as “child proof”.

Yeah, I’d get tested after allowing three sweaty,  skanky strippers to rub themselves all over my crotch. Or at least get myself thoroughly steam cleaned with Clorox.

Excellently worded. There are ALWAYS consequences to our choices.

Sorry. I posted my comment to me wrong thread. I did get your point. I believe that throwing kids and adults in juvie, jail or prison just feeds and fuels the cycle.

Lock kids up for graffiti? Nope. But they should be forced to clean and repaint whatever they defaced.

Yeah, that was my thought too. I’m just old enough to remember that we used keep  the untreated mentally ill off of the streets by locking them away in horribly shitty abusive institutions. We abolished those. Now if you’re not mentally stable enough to work, you hit the streets. It’s not better or worse, just…

Presidential aides mix shellac and polyurethane into his orange spray tan solution every morning. Pretty sure that’s what holds him together.

Criminy! I’m 56 already! I’ve got to get to work on my moral loss and ramp up my A-hole factors RIGHT NOW.

Yes. Killing zombies, fighting for the blue monkeys, helping Bloodrayne slaughter vampires, fighting the Covenant and the Flood, proving you’re just as good as the male S.W.A.T. team members... that kind of shit makes a lady REALLY hungry.

Stand clear. I know that look. She’s going to projectile vomit.

From a bottle. Maybe Smirnoff, maybe Xanax, maybe Percocet, maybe all three at once? Just guessing...

I suffered through a rather painful transition from Lotus Notes to Google Apps at work the last five or six years I was there. About the time I retired, it looked like we were going to change to MS Webmail/calendar etcetera. I understand putting large purchases out for bids every so often, but do you have ANY idea…

Nope. It’ll be more like the movie Joe’s Apartment.

That’s HEDLEY!

I bought steel toed sneakers at Walmart a couple of weeks ago to avoid such things. I would title that photo “Lawnmower Toes”, cause that’s what you get for mowing the yard in flip-flops.

Yes, yes they can. The giant flying cockroaches here in Florida are capable of bench pressing Mini Cooper’s.

It’s the Treeless Protection Program!

Excuse me while I go hug my plumber. Dead toilets and water heaters magically disappear when he does stuff. I must go and kiss his ring now. I think I might know where he buries the bodies, but I ain’t telling.

I have a sad for you. Yikes.