I have a friend with the nickname Chippy (short for chipmunk, because she reminds everyone of one) and I was immediately personally offended on her behalf.
I have a friend with the nickname Chippy (short for chipmunk, because she reminds everyone of one) and I was immediately personally offended on her behalf.
those bolds are all his. I wouldn’t presume to bold a man’s words with my Jane Popcorn keyboard, etc
If being a woman was a job I think I would have quit when I started getting boobs and stares from weirdos.
Fun fact - This is what he looks like:
If anyone’s curious why Mr. Wells starts off his statement with “Every time this happens,” well, let’s just say he has a long and sordid history of this kind of behavior. Specifically, he was the guy that made so much noise over Jennifer Lawrence being “too big” for The Hunger Games, and said that readers should…
My period every month is an unflinchingly brutal, you-are-there, raw-element immersion like something you’ve never seen. The Revenant will be child’s play, sir.
Welcome back to Behind Closed Ovens, where we take a look at the best and strangest stories from inside the food…
Just do what I did: Argue with your fiance about it for five minutes before he realizes he’s being a weiner, decide to hyphenate, then after you’re married realize that it is a lot of paperwork and you’re definitely married so who cares anyway and just do nothing.
This is totally a thing, and it even has a name: French 77 (a take-off on the classic French 75, which used champagne, gin, lemon juice, and sugar.) As a side note, booze is my standard contribution to any social gathering, because I’m a better bartender than cook, and I usually bring a bottle of bubbly and something…
“So, your table stopped me and asked what kind of fish they had was because they thought you were lying to them; I told them it was cod and they asked why we didn’t have real fish.”
It’s totally correct, both uses used to be quite common, although the no-apostrophe version has been becoming increasingly more common over the last 4 decades or so, and most influential style guides favor That version. It’s similar to how “U.S.” is becoming increasingly disfavored relative to “US”.
Go to the library and hit the magazine area or teen area. Pull out seventeen for this month. Read, if you must, and then put it back.
So then imagine how much worse black women get it.
I’m sure the issue was that they were just assholes before the weed, and so assholey that the weed couldn’t counter it.
Assuming that getting fat is the worst thing that can happen to a person (FYI, it isn’t) why would you wish ill on her? She didn’t reject you. Surely, you can come up with some bile for the jerk who led you on and then dropped you for someone else?
Pizza drivers are usually high schoolers/college kids, especially before the economy tanked. It’s all well and good to expect adults and cops to do this, but high schoolers/college kids or kids on their first couple jobs may feel powerless to stop it and it’s understandable that they don’t stand up. Don’t get me…
One time I went to a bar in Brooklyn and the bartender kept trying to correct my pronunciation of Bulleit. “So from my understanding you would like some BOO-LAY”
Just visited with a bunch of folks from Kentucky. Our one friend was saying he actually likes Old Crow. Cheapest crap you can find. He'll hand a shot to a bourbon snob, they taste it, say how great it is, stunned when they find out what they just drank.
Related to douchebags and liquor:
I’m black. When I have thought of calling the cops for any reason (which has only happened like twice in my life) here’s what I contemplate: