"Taylor, when asked what she thought about Perry's half-time show, responded that "that Missy Elliot had a great Super Bowl performance." "
"Taylor, when asked what she thought about Perry's half-time show, responded that "that Missy Elliot had a great Super Bowl performance." "
Also a dude, and your bullshit "phenomenon" that, based on a quick google search, you lifted from urban dictionary, is about as silly as that post the other day about the company that makes Listerine inventing "halitosis." Christ. A "phenomenon." The aurora borealis is a phenomenon. This is a pathetic justification.
Just so everyone knows, this guy is MR YogaNerdMD, so the "we" Bunty is referring to includes yours truly!
Imagine if they wanted their coleslaw freshly squeezed.
What I love is how often I just cannot (CAN LITERALLY NOT) help myself in imparting Momness.
i read your first line and didn't read the rest because you're a fucking asshole.
You know what really makes you feel old? Being too old to have liked something when it came out 15 years ago.
Have you checked recently? I had an egg allergy as a child but "grew out of it?". Now I'm an egg slut. Most seafood is yummier than lobster IMO but it's good.
Can I play #RupertsFault?
i can't wait for someone to do so so i can watch the shit show.
I predicted this would happen before I was born, and that's why I've been living as a closet Bears fan in WI for nearly 20 years (gods that hurts more when it's written). I wrote the Superbowl Shuffle with Chuck Norris while I was still in the womb, along with Kris Kristofferson.
Yeah. Wisconsin is not worried about kale or Carrie Underwood's baby. Wisconsin gives zero fucks.
"DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM? I WORK FOR [
REDACTEDMONOGRAMMED COFFEE THERMOSES LLC] AND I PROMISE YOU NO ONE IN MY COMPANY WILL EAT HERE AGAIN AFTER THIS."
I'll represent for the tiny sliver of separation because I love the hell out of candy canes. It's pretty much the only non-cookie holiday "food" that I'll co-sign. But I think candy corn and orange circus peanuts are some of the vilest concoctions on the planet.
I worked for years at a popular Georgetown 'dining saloon', and I have many stories I could tell, but for some reason this one has come to mind tonight. We were packed on a Saturday night, about three deep at the bar and my cocktail section was overflowing. The windows were open because it was a beautiful DC spring…
The best part was that when my mom came to get me after I got fired (I was 16 — I couldn't drive myself yet!) she wanted to stop by the mall on the way home. There was a fancy new store that sold tapes and CDs (! — hey, this was 1986!) opening up, and they were setting up the store. In a fit of bravado I asked if they…
DID YOU GUYS PLAN THIS.
You're welcome!
Fully off topic for "Behind closed doors," but I am currently looking for jobs, just started. I'm not too pleased with resume 1.0, and am working on it, but, that's not why I'm posting.