How do I get my breasts to do this? Seriously...how does that happen?
How do I get my breasts to do this? Seriously...how does that happen?
please stop posing like this.
Not food-related, but I had a manager do the same thing to me. I was promised full-time hours as soon as school let out for me, so I quit my second job. Then school ends and ... I'm not on the schedule at all. For the whole month. "Oh uh ... we may not have as many hours as we thought?" is all they said.
"ONE TIME A SERVER DIDN'T GET MY ICED TEA ON TIME SO I HAD THEM FIRED! BUAHAHAHAHAHA!"
I wasn't sure if he was going to come back or not. After it was confirmed he was gone forever, I said something.
I live for the comments on this series.
I'll compromised: possessed by a cuteness demon.
here is another view from deadspin. yes now i am just trolling Johnny around Gawker media, sigh...................
Would it be rude for me to say I want him to be my patronus? Like, I could cast a spell and the spirit of Johnny Weir would just appear and spin kick haters in the face? I feel better just imaging it.
I understand. And, um, it gets worse. But eventually you get discounts, so, it's not all bad. :)
Funny thing is, that second to last one could easily be from Return to Oz.
The only thing I remember about that movie was how TERRIFYING it was.
What time is it? Why, I believe it's Anonymous Call To The Cops Time! Oh boy!
Hear hear, we have this debate monthly and it is so tiresome and predictable. The same exact comments and responses are given each time;
I was recently "indefinitely taken off the schedule " from a bartending job because I carded the owner/investor and his girlfriend. He apparently got so insulted and thinks it's a "rule" that you don't card people who appear over 30. OK, well you can tell that to vice when they shut you down and slap you with a major…
"Treat everyone else as a person, regardless of their gender, race or whatever. However, don't claim to 'not see race/gender/sexual orientation/etc,' else you're only furthering the problem by eliminating their history and identity. And, if you can't 'see' any of those in someone without treating them worse or like…
If only the comma was a semicolon, I'd agree.
Always have the upper hand, you don't need to know his name to hop on his tic tac.
Blockbuster was my very first job. The first customer I took care of out of training, I asked him for his card like a good little soldier. He hands it to me, I pull up the account. "Oh, I'm sorry sir, you have $27.35 in late fees." He nods vigorously, then picks up his backpack and drops it on the counter. The sound…