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Ol' QWERTY Bastard (Mother Pence's 2nd Cardigan)
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We had a Zellers-turned-Target-turned-giant-empty-space here. It’s becoming a Loblaws now, but it’s extremely slow going. The Target target is still hanging on the side of the building, a bit askew.

Same. You’re much better off using a good water-based lubricant, to avoid stains to clothing or bedding.

The staffers where I went were all pretty nice (there were a couple of women, from what I remember), but the participants were just shit. Bunch of leering dudebros with kitted-out Hondas spraypainted blotchy matte black or that awful colour-changing paint that was popular for three months in 1998 - like, take your

<shrug> It didn’t destroy my love of driving, only of track days. :)

Years and years ago, I brought my ex boyfriend’s old beat-up Mustang to a track day, for fun, and because driving is probably my favourite thing to do. The condescension I experienced from the men there was beyond maddening. “You sure you can handle a machine like that, sweetie?” all fucking afternoon, completely

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Seconded!

I still laugh at it sometimes, too. :D

The only place around where I work that isn’t McD’s or Burger King is the dreaded Subway. If I forget to pack a lunch (usually once every few months) I have to get my lunch from there, because I don’t like greasy burgers in the middle of the day, and sandwiches are usually great. It’s generally just long enough in

As a Canadian, I am also appalled at the complete lack of regard the GOP has for the nation’s health—both physical and mental. I don’t understand how healthcare can be a partisan issue. Our system here isn’t by any means perfect, but at least everyone pretty much gets the basics.

I’m Irish, if I even go outside in the sun I burst into flames. You aren’t giving me a lot of options here. >.>

People are always surprised to find out that my favourite food to cook at home is Mexican. Not those newborn-sized burritos like Chipotle does, but delicious dishes like red chile and pork stew, tamales, fresh roasted corn, cemita poblana—if someone mentions it to me or I see a recipe, I’ll try it. The number one

He died weeks ago. They’re doing a sort of Weekend At Bernie’s-meets-Lambchop puppet type deal now. Why else do you think we never see him step out from behind the podium?

Sean Spicer looks like the guy in a zombie movie who gets bitten and doesn’t tell anyone and he turns at the worst possible time and nearly gets everyone else killed for his stupidity.

Same! I’m an only child and I loved it when I was growing up. I never had to share anything, and I spent all my free time devouring books. When my mum would drag me to church, I’d sit and read and eat Cheerios, and sometimes I’d just sit quietly. I was (and still am) cool with silence, having a lack of things to do,

After considering my other Would U options...yes, definitely. His dad, too, but only if I could time travel 30 years into the past. Do you think TK had all those harmonicas back then...?

It’s like when you’re a server and a customer leaves you a penny or a nickel as a tip. Like, fuck off.

I’ve had bowel movements that are more physically attractive than Trump or Cruz.

I, too, have had similar dreams. Awake Me says I wouldn’t even hate-fuck him, but my subconscious is a degenerate harpy with no morals or backbone, apparently.

That’s what I’m wondering! Has he not heard of a tie clip? Does he not know what they are? I don’t get it!