They are incredible live! So much love for those broken bones
They are incredible live! So much love for those broken bones
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I apologize for being offensive and offending you (+ others) with my original statement. It is obvious you are very passionate.
Curious, where did I say any of that? Because, aside from your clear vitriol, I agree with you. Does this mean we can both fuck off?
Are we reading the same things? You attacked, I apologized and explained, you attacked again, I made it clear that I wasn't arguing with you by explicitly agreeing with what you've posted, and that means I'm being defensive?
Christ on a cracker, I'm not disagreeing with you. But maybe you like to fight? I said in my last response to you that "I shouldn't have said 'no empathy'," explained where I took the "no empathy" and ran with it, and then gave an explanation and a personal account.
I'm sure they wouldn't like the comparison, which is why I didn't make it.
Thanks for not being an asshole. My word choice was poor and snarky (as evidenced by all the Rhino shit I'm now swimming in). The autistic people in my life are beyond caring and are generally devastated when they realize they've hurt someone, regardless it's sometimes hard for them to recognize immediately that…
Great metaphor RE Illiterate v Dyslexic (ALL CAPZ). As I said in an earlier comment, interacting with my brother and cousin on the spectrum has shown me that their immediate understanding of other people's emotions is sometimes flawed or incomplete, then you have a conversation - go line by line, to refer to your…
Well aren't you a peach?
This is by no means an excuse, I think this dude should go to prison for being such a fuktube, but it looks like maybe this dude actually has no empathy because he's autistic (?)
Call mine while you're at it.
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Dis bitch [DB], in addition to talking — no, ScReAmInG on speaker phone all hours of the day and night or talking to herself or her cats/ generally making an incredible amount of noise for a single person doing nothing but eating (my) nutella from the jar and watching shit reality TV, being literally the dumbest…
When we were kids, we learned v quickly to never complain that we were bored; if we did, my mom would send us to pull weeds in the yard, clean out the closet, organize the garage, etc. She would do the same to our friends, so we had to warn them to never complain about boredom in front of her. It worked well enough…
I am truly sorry for your loss. You and your husband are so strong. Peace and love for the little one. This had me crying at work.
Shannon and the Clams are my friend's killer band from Oakland — So happy to see them featured on Jez. <3
beat me to it!
Would it really be that hard to track down the mother? There are security cameras inside *the Rack* (including behind the register) and maybe she used her credit card at checkout - if they were next to each other inline, wouldn't it be relatively easy to find out who she is?