“My racism will be intersectional, or it will be bullshit.”

To be fair, that was more of a trot.

it’s called a cleveland steamer you asshole!!

haven’t seen a brown run like that since the last time i had salmonella

I love that celebration and hope no one got hurt.

You could just have written about the confrontation but at the end you took things further and peppered in some practical advice on how to modify the vehicle to prevent this. The extra effort you put in is noticed and appreciated.

The fact that someone hasn’t punched Danny Boy in the face by now seems like a miss. Like, if you’re near him, just punch him. Seems pretty straightforward.

But its heavy as hell and more expensive.

You could have just asked me, the answer is easy.

I will readily concede that a single color RV is pretty unappealing:

That Blurred Lines decision was such a train wreck. 

Ok, I own a business. Unless an employee does something malicious, you need to know accidents happen. Promote the culture and team. Everyone makes mistakes. Own your mistakes, support others, and move on. People who know they're valued and supported do good things above and beyond too, which can reap rewards for…

Wha?! My dad was raised in Tennessee as a small boy!

My dad used to make this as well, which he learned from his dad. It’s always been described to me roughly the same as you mentioned, a goulash, or single dish meal made from most of the leftovers in the fridge. No set recipe. Honestly until today I thought this was something my grandpa just made up because I’ve never…

I cant blow up a balloon haha. i remember others trying to teach me... just cant make it happen for some reason. 

I have a hard time orienting myself on a map, especially if I’m in a grid-type city like NY

I only recently learned how to burp. My mother was very much against burping as she considered it crude and poor manners, so no one in my family could burp on command.

I assume he just can’t form his mouth the right way? I bet if you didn’t learn as a kid, it’d feel stressful as an adult. Ridiculous, but stressful.

I don’t know how to use makeup like at all. My mother didn’t wear any and my sister was 5 years older and wanted nothing to do with me. So I never learned any basic skills other than how to put on lipstick. When I started trying to figure it out in high school after being a tomboy all through middle school my family…