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sistercharles

yeah so I just went to look that up and was very confused with the whole:

But some Jewish guy in his office somewhere hasn't turned and said, "That fucking kraut" or "Fuck those Germans," whatever it is?

We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking up at the Denny's sign.

Imagine how many people must have jerked off in front of Walter Cronkite!

I've never had a spambot respond to me personally before!!!!

Fact- nude illusion dresses makes everyone look like sad figure skaters.

Not a restaurant story, but skeevy enough I might get a pass (double entendre sorta meant):

Yup. Its funny too cuz those same men won't date women their own age cuz they're bitter and angry. Gee, I wonder how we got that way? Oh wait, I know, ITS FROM PUTTING UP WITH YOUR SHIT WHEN WE WERE YOUNG!

Me neither...just read it. Didn't make me ragey, but it did kind of make me want to get a pixie cut to further reduce what I devoutly hope is the already slim chance that a fellow like that might presume to ever direct a glance in my direction.

When an abdominal surgery left me with a hole in my stomach that was large enough to cram a fist into, we used sterile saline to wash it out when switching the gauze. Lots of it. You can find it pretty much anywhere that stocks first aid supplies.

I don't care who takes the heat; as long as I can be outraged and scold somebody, then this little human drama has served its purpose.

iodine is amazing for disinfecting but when you're trying to flush out a wound (which is the first thing you should do), it's a DISASTER. Pouring iodine on anything will stain everything it touches.

I wanted to kill them when it first happened. I am not sure who they thought was going to get stuck with their bill. And the whole commotion they caused resulted in one server dropping her tray of food. These three were in rather large costumes, one as I recalled had wings, that was knocking into people at their

Once when we were in the car at a red light, a guy got impatient and screamed out his open window, "CHANGE, YOU GODDAMN LIGHT!" And now whenever my dad has been waiting at a stoplight for more than two seconds, he repeats it and chortles to himself. Every time.

A dude my brother fired called him a "sasquatch lookin mothafuckah" in his deep Australian accent.

Probably 35 years ago, my family went out for Thanksgiving dinner at some fancy restaurant that had clearly overbooked for the holiday and was deep in the weeds. We had an okay meal, but for some reason everyone's favorite memory of this occasion is the angry man at the next table whose meal was apparently cold,

I didn't work in food service, but at a retail bookstore and we had one weirdo customer who took a shine to me because, I dunno, I was polite to him? I find that politeness to the crazy usually makes things easier. Anyway, he liked me so much that whenever I rang him up for whatever he purchased, he'd also "tip" me...

Oh man, I have two stories for you.

I dated a man who always wanted to go eat at a divey diner when he was drunk, which I refused to do. I'd talk him into going to a burrito or shawarma shop that had a walk-up window, but these outings would still lead to embarrassment or dealing with other drunks.

Another bar tending story: