Once my senior year of college I got blackout drunk and woke up with an unwrapped and uneaten McRib on a pillow next to me. The closest McDonald’s is more than 5 miles from campus. No idea how I got there. And yes, I ate it.
Once my senior year of college I got blackout drunk and woke up with an unwrapped and uneaten McRib on a pillow next to me. The closest McDonald’s is more than 5 miles from campus. No idea how I got there. And yes, I ate it.
Mmm, ass uncle.
This is why pigeons will thrive in the post-apocalyptic world:
Yeah you don’t know me and I’m not a vegan. But thanks for personally attacking me even though nothing I said was in any way derogatory towards you.
People. When you win you don’t let ANYBODY know. NO ONE but your immediate family and then only if you’re close! This shit is between you and your financial advisor and maybe your lawyer (if it’s like lottery millions). Shut your trap and keep your money!
I seem to have a different obsession every week with this effort. My last obsession was Dunkin’ Donuts because I recently learned there is one about 40 minutes from my home spot in Northern Cali — specifically wanted one plain glazed, one chocolate glazed with sprinkles, and one Boston Creme.
And? I don’t see Trump being locked out for giving the world Lindsey Graham’s personal number.
My father (a professor) had a student once with a really sick-minded friend.
I could come up with a business where I name horses from Crap My Family Have Left On My Desk.
I’ve found that disagreeing with the writers is enough to get banished.
Tell it to the judge!
There doesn’t *need* to be two-party consent to disclose the content of an email - emails aren’t secretly recorded conversations.
If it was me (and it totally was not), I would say “I’m such an idiot and I hope you can help me out. I lost my winning ticket, but I had taken a picture of my friend holding it up because I wanted to put it on facebook later. All the information is visible, would you still be able to give me my winnings with that?”…
Eh. It’s not like a facebook picture of him holding money actually means he has money.
And if they bought the winning ticket, why would they need a photo? They would have the actual ticket, wouldn’t you think?
“This is totally my winning ticket, but instead of bringing it with me to cash it in I decided to just take a picture instead. Because reasons. But it’s definitely mine”.
Once I accompanied my teenage brother to court back in the small town where we grew up so he could contest a traffic ticket (he lost). Before he was called up, another young guy’s name was called and the judge read the charges (shoplifting I think) and then asked the guy if he had a lawyer. The guy said he couldn’t…
So what happens if I post a screenshot of a text or an email (which I’ve done with no issue)? I feel like the posts would need to be reported several times first.
To me, it’s just further proof Lemon and those he works with are bullies.
This happened to the Australian (outspoken feminist) journalist Clementine Ford when she dared to post screenshots of abuse (and unsolicited dick picks with the genitals blurred but the faces in tact, nach) she had received via private message on FB. They banned her for sharing “private messages” (i.e., violating the…
Really? What freaking cause do they have to lock his accounts for appropriately blurred photographs of email exchanges? I saw the screenshots this morning, and was excited. Lemon’s a toolbag, and I enjoy people being able to tell him that, especially when they’re as nice as Shawn (because I *know* I would not react as…
Lucky used to have affordable items in its magazine. It’s why I used to read it some years ago. As their showcased fashion prices climbed into the stratosphere, I checked out.