Someone once raised this issue of Vince, Stephanie, and HHH before.

Our labstaff is very particular when it comes to bouncy squeaky balls. There’s a specific brand that she prefers to play with, as well as a strong affinity for the Lambie dog plush toys.

You should only use running water to wash your produce, not peroxide or anything not labeled for the purpose of washing produce.

I got bit a year ago by a dog in my neighborhood. Was walking my dogs, and the other dog got loose from its owner and went after my two. Thankfully the bigger of my two put herself in between our smaller dog and the attacker. I got bit by the other dog when my grip on its collar slipped as I was pulling it away and it…

This story ought to be more visible, like if there was a sports blog among the GMG family of verticals, that would amplify her accomplishment.

So this is basically one weirdo away from being a Jez Halloween spooky story come to life?!!?!?!!!

e-feds are less harmful than backyarding.

Au contraire. This was at the RNC, so if this was public, imagine in private?!🤮

Probably because Daddy has her tied up someplace.

Just a different kind of Koresh. Branch Gainesians.

Bullshit.

<Raises a glass to the inactive and abandoned user names of the past.>

It’s been a shitshow here. They had a mass vaccination event for seniors, for which my dad qualifies but he was hospitalized at the time so he missed it. That event was a massive clusterfuck as people not registered and outside the age group showed up. Traffic was tied up for miles into major roadways.

And yet, the invasion carried out by Orange Foolius and his Vanilla ISIS it won’t be enough for Senate Republicans to impeach him.

Reminds me of when they tried to rebrand prunes as dried plums.

Same here. I just posted upthread about the charitable foundation attached to my employee and “how wonderful it would be if all staff contributed to the foundation.”

I work for a non-profit and we have a charitable foundation that is a separate entity from us.

Failing to apprehend the steer before it crossed the town line into Providence,

Hol’ up.

A snitch for the feds?!? Excuse me...