Does this concept include hitting her with a tube sock full of oranges or wet sand until she comes to these realizations?

Why NBC continues to burn money on Megyn Kelly is beyond me. Who buys ads in her time slot?

And we can’t have that. 

In the old days we had this one solved. You lost their phone number and never sent them a Christmas card again.

You’ve just redefined Cohousing.

Trump is claiming that he desperately wants to hear the audio (and see the video, if it exists)

Kyle the busboy built the site and then he had to go back to school and he’s too busy to update it.

If you’re in Wegman’s territory it’s hard to go wrong with their “Italian Classics” line of frozen pizzas.

I had a verrry country friend who used to drop little bits of wisdom on me like “never eat a squirrel’s head, you’ll go crazy.”

Giant Eagle has TJ’s beat for the most pumpkin bullshit.

I’m a bad person, I’m sort of hoping they continue with the drinking and run the hotel into the ground.

Great, a chip that tastes of Murphy’s Oil Soap. Add it to the list with Choward’s Violet Gum, tastes like Fabuloso floor cleaner smells and anything Blue Raspberry which reminds me of the scent they use in urinal cakes.

This guy is fretting over a quarter inch of skin that literally nobody else cares about. Nobody has complained, the Owner and the Manager apparently don’t care, but this is how he thinks he’s going to show everyone what he’s made of.

Let’s not pretend like pedophiles aren’t drawn to organizations and professions that give them easy access to children.

Mine worked like a dream all weekend and then Monday morning I enrolled it in the Corporate BYOD program. Now it gets work emails and I hate it.

No I’ve only owned 11 restaurants and managed 3 major nightclubs, what do I know?

This seems like an issue this sweaty virgin has concocted on his own. Clearly the employee is attempting to soil his purity with her c-c-c-c-cleavage.

Fuck this incel. Stop looking at employee’s chests.

Hard Pass. Double no to the day after Thanksgiving bash that a friend from HS and her husband threw for 25 years. “You should fly out! Everyone from our class comes!” Nooooope.

The gap between myself and the person in front of me that I’m muttering “give up your license you old fuck” is rapidly closing.