thesporkgirl
thesporkgirl
thesporkgirl

Haha. Two IT guys talking about how everyone else sucks. That's rich. Everyone really is the hero of their own story.

OF THE MESS THEY LEFT

Good thing you’re here .... to reMIIIIIND them...

Don't you sully the good name of jake peralta!!

I haven’t read this yet but I’m just going to assume every single review is for Spirit Airlines.

Well, I know it’s going to be easy to criticize this guy and everything he did but, in fairness, I think he did a great job directing Argo.

Once, my mom and dad told us they were giving us the house for the weekend while they were taking a cruise. I was 18 and I was going to have friends over. It was going to be a fantastic weekend!

We’re coming home along the Thruway and decide to stop at McD’s. There’s a woman and smallish kid in front of us getting huffy and I can tell this won’t end well. And in due time she starts yelling at the cashier, “Why is everything more expensive here? This is ridiculous! You’re ripping people off!” and so on, as the

Wendy it is rude to make fun of babies. They can’t defend themselves. And to be fair she is HUGE compared to other 2 year-olds

Why are you making fun of the idea of changing this policy? If there was a compelling reason to protect women here, I would see the logic, but there isn’t. 30% is a lot and men are right to be disgruntled here.

The final SNL episode that Hartman and Farley were in as cast mates, had the last shot of them hugging each other and waving goodbye to the camera. Within less than a year of that episode airing, they were both dead. Tragic...

I’m a medium and I believe around the 3:10 mark that there is a spirit standing in the doorway of the elevator after the door closes.

So, who wants lunch? My treat.

Not done yet, but I think you mean we learn John Blake’s first name. And I actually really dug that.

As a London resident, I can say we don’t have nearly enough Jack the Ripper tourist traps. I wholeheartedly applaud this man’s innovative (and may I say... daring!) vision. This is a great day for female murder victims.

Oh, God. I ended sitting next to a little girl about 7 years old during a violent thunderstorm once. Her parents were a few rows away (in the center row—I think they put her by herself because she desperately wanted a window seat, and once the storm started they couldn’t get up to change seats so she could sit by one

Look, I was going through a bad break-up, OK?

The guy in the row behind had a huge coughing fit. Flight’s over, walking down the jetway, my nephew looks over at my sister and says, “Ooo, what’s in your hair?”

My house was all about the egg fried in bacon grease

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