WHAT DOES MARIJUANA HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING?

Anyone who would spend $10k on a handbag has, as my gran would put it “More money than brains.”

It’s always a hate-watch, except for the parts where I’m straight-up envying Chris Harrison for having the sweetest job on earth.

I DESERVE A BANDERAS. Please send him over immediately.

Maybe he feels...hunted?

I went to an airport Chili’s during a layover. The vegetarian option on the menu was a black bean burger. Yeah, I want to consume a Gnarly Fart Bomb® right before I hop on a 5-hour flight and be the person responsible for everyone on the flight dying of stink.

My old boss would not fucking kill a fly because “I can’t hurt a living being”, but would chow down on a steak. Her explanation? “The steak is already dead.”

Where else would really dumb people go for employment? Of course she’s back.

Considering that cops can choke a person to death on camera and not face any consequences, the chances of jail guards facing scrutiny is slim and none.

People who are 37 die of natural causes very rarely. Someone dying at 37 is cause for immediate suspicion of overdose, suicide or foul play, because, other than accidents and those things, not many people in that age group are dropping dead.

Weird. I was thinking of the serial killer yesterday. That was a very scary time and I still can’t look at that bridge by the train station. It seems like an open grave to me.

San Luis Obispo, California. It’s very charming. On all those top ten lists of the “Best Place to...”

I remember interviewing the beautiful wives of rich older guys and seeing the panic in their eyes if I ever asked them a question where the answer might be something less than 100% positive. Not questions about their husbands - questions about the garden club or anything. It was really weird, like Stepford.

“he wants sooooo much credit...” oh god yes. Like a fucking beagle (not to pick on beagles) waiting to be praised for being a good boy for wiping the fucking counter. YOU’RE AN ADULT PERSON, JACKASS.

We had people get lost here. Please note that this small peak (about 1500 ft) is surrounded by a town. SMDH.

It’s pretty busy trails back there...I am really surprised they could get lost.

YES!

I like pita chips.

The irony is that my sis who posted about the drug testing was once the biggest cokehead on the west coast...guess that was a few brain cells ago.

There’s another Snacky. I don’t want to be the jerk who steals someone’s name...it will change again in a week or two.