Did you watch Joe Millionaire? These women ARE that stupid. Hell, my wife and I have a friend from high school who breathlessly posted how lucky they are to get to date and potentially marry a prince.
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your story has a few holes. If the waitress had forgotten your order then
After 20 minutes and no food, the only acceptable excuse is for the waitress to return with the severed arm as the chef as a possible explanation. That being said, I'm really easy when I order in restaurants. Last time I ate out, I ordered a club house, no tomatoes. It came with tomatoes in it. So I just picked out…
I will never, ever, ever, EVER do a customer-perspective one of these, ever, and your comment highlights why. I wrote this earlier:
Hrmm, should I get some popcorn? I feel like you might be about to 'get it'.
I'm sure shirtless dudes get asked to leave and cover up at planet fitness too so I don't really understand why Jezebel has such hate-on for planet fitness or why they feel this is in any way a feminist issue? Sure, they sound awful but they're also ten bucks a month and they clearly state they have a dress code so if…
Yes. Please.
There's an opportunity here for someone versed in Tumblr to photoshop George's face over Jennifer's body on those tabloid covers with headlines like "Pregnant & Alone!" and "Happy at Last!"
Come on, you guys. She's doing the best with what little she has. It's not her fault someone else got all of the talent in the McCarthy family:
"eat soup if you're dieting"
4 months ago I googled a diaper service because i was looking for a gift for a friend. And then I bought a couple registry items on amazon. I have been inundated with ads for baby products online. All the Facebook ads/stories are for diapers and "local mom loses 50 pounds/ wins lottery" shit. I have no kids! I do…
I'm waiting for the sequel cover with 2nd child South East.
Well, thank God for the woman in story two that her real charmer of a husband will die of a heart attack or other cholesterol induced disease pretty promptly, considering his habits.
I haven't read any scripts, but I can take a stab at what happens:
Oh Adele Dazeem, how I love thee.
This makes me feel better about my own armpit vaginas.
WHOA. You did math.
I'd like to think I live dangerously, but trusting Taco Bell to serve me lobster is just a bridge too far over the river Kwai.
If only we had some leads! GAH!