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omG! Look at that mom, she is breathing AIR! It is full of POLLUTANTS! Therefore we will stop her from breastfeeding. Quick, somebody lock her into torso body armor — think of the CHILDREN!!

Is there a version for lefties?

Is there a version for lefties?

Look at this version of the story! http://www.wcpo.com/news/local-new… Amazingly enough, it was the kids who attacked the officers, who sustained minor injuries, and no mention of how the swimmers were injured or stiffed on their entrance fee.

WE SAID GOOD DAY, SIR! sorry. wanted to help you out with Steve.

Keep rolling!

Back around 2001, Las Vegas cocktail waitresses demonstrated against high heel requirements with the Kiss My Foot campaign, but I don’t know whether they ever got the casinos to budge on all those requirements. However, I was happy to see waitresses at the pool in Caesar’s Palace wearing sneakers with their

I really want to read a sequel where he asks for a reference...

How do I make every man I know read this comment thread?

BGZ FB page says nobody ran off with the money, there was bad budgeting all around and they ran out. Says Danielle got the calendars 3/25/14, so...? sigh.

*applause*

MUS-co-day. Wisconsin has a mix of Native American and French place names that fool even us. Prairie du Chien is not pronounced as the French would, but as “prairie doo sheen.” Fond du Lac turns into “fondillak”. The one I like to hear news anchors attempt is Oconomowoc (oh CON oh ma WOK), which often comes out

Yeah, like 3 million acres of National Forests — there are some beautiful natural areas there.

Oh my god. Never visit Muscoda, Wisconsin.

Well, YEAH, because you do not fuck with Isabella Rossellini!!

I heard an interview years ago with a Yellowstone ranger. They asked her the most outrageous thing anybody had ever asked her. Her answer? The time somebody asked her to put their toddler on the back of a bison so they could get a photo.

You missed a couple of the buzzwords there: “lazy,” “sponging,” and that all-purpose bingo term, “un-American.”

*passes a handkerchief to mop up tears*

Years ago when my husband and I went to Berlin and Prague, we clomped madly. We were on a Rick Steves tour, and they expect you to clomp from dawn to dusk. We did see an amazing number of things, but I came home exhausted and with blistered feet. Then we went to Egypt. Clomping was required in order to see what we

Even worse, I am not a parent, and therefore KNOW NOTHING.