I just laughed rum out my nose. I’m a young-ish female government staffer, and if some old coot of a legislator called me toots during testimony I would laugh myself to tears and then excuse myself to laugh more in the hallway.
I just laughed rum out my nose. I’m a young-ish female government staffer, and if some old coot of a legislator called me toots during testimony I would laugh myself to tears and then excuse myself to laugh more in the hallway.
Yep. Yes. This exact thought has been on my mind today for lots of reasons. Thank you.
Those were my go-to shirts until they changed the fabric.
I know of a hilariously awful big time small time dick who would make a superb addition to this collection. Where do I submit the nomination?
I’m so sorry ((hugs))
I’m buzzed and watching “Muscle Beach Party” and two things occur to me:
I know the people of Texas don’t have a choice, wading through that water so they can survive, but from a public health standpoint that water is deadly. Open sewage, decomp, gas, oil, all the debris that’s washed through from god-knows-where...
Don’t you dare insult Big Mac sauce. That stench is pure week old Arby’s sandwich stuffed under a car seat in July. In the sun. With the windows rolled up for the whole week.
I was at the doctors office for a check up on my sprained foot. A woman across from me in the waiting room had brought her two kids. One of them, a teenage girl, remarked on my (awesome) blonde highlights. Her mother looked at me and said, “Hair dye will give you cancer. Aunt Becky lost one of her tits to breast…
I’ve spontaneously cut off my very long hair three times. It is totally true about the major stress events and gaining a feeling of immediate control.
Now I’m not tryna be rude, but you’re gonna go to prison dude...
I was restricted to books and magazines in our evangelical church library in the 80s and 90s. I remember this kind of literature. Clubhouse had a bit about animals not going to heaven and that was my breaking point.
Season 8 Hawaii, with Teck, Amaya and Ruthie. It was the summer after HS graduation. I had my first apartment, a crap job, and a few months off before starting college. Not much to do but hang out with friends and watch Ruthie go to rehab.
They cast that way on purpose. They pick people who will fight with each other and then add booze. It is truly trash TV.
Do you remember the show “Flava of Love” on VH1? It is a well known fact that the editing room floor was covered in all kinds of... uh...“incidents” that they chose not to show. It was a tasteless drunken mess, but VH1 edited the shit out of it and created a show. MTV could have chosen not to air this. It was MTV who…
It seems strange to me that it wasn’t his patrol car, he didn’t have his cards on him, and he didn’t know why the tags were blank. Rookie cop? Extremely disorganized cop? Liar? Hard to tell. Incompetent policing in any case.
Actually, your stats not specifically about millennial caregivers. Check these studies from 2015:
I am getting shouted down, and I’m dismissing those comments. People are fucking awful.
Now you can go fuck yourself.
I am so sorry for your loss. My heart goes out to you as well. <3