Nothing, not an act of a higher power nor the full force of government action, could compel me to drop a deuce off at the motor pool in a public bathroom.
I’d rather die from a perforated colon and subsequent infection.
Nothing, not an act of a higher power nor the full force of government action, could compel me to drop a deuce off at the motor pool in a public bathroom.
I’d rather die from a perforated colon and subsequent infection.
When Amtrak can figure out how to keep trains on the tracks with the literal billions of dollars in free money they get yearly, only then will I ride one.
I hate to be a pedant, but he “pled” guilty.
Saying “pleaded” is like saying that you “shitted” your pants.
I quit Lowe’s a few months ago and they mistakenly gave me an exit interview. Not only did I put my grievances in writing, but I was adamant that the “HR” person typed what I was saying verbatim.
There’s no point in those interviews unless you say what needs to be said.
I was talking to a friend recently and mentioned that Lil Debbie Fudge Rounds used to be the same diameter as the “Double Decker” ones.
Now they’re smaller than the diameter of an air hockey puck. And don’t even get me started on how regular Oreo Cookies used to look like the double stuff Oreos. The gall to cut the product in half, add the other half back to it, then charge more and have the balls to call it “double…”
I have a friend that became one of those people after high school. She made a killing for a few years from whacky people who wanted her to make the placenta into Christmas ornaments… She tried showing me photos of her stretching it over glass balls but I couldn’t stomach it.
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I used a program to delete all of my posts and comments at once. It took some time since it went post by post, but I didn’t want any of my intellectual property making money for a company that continues to shit all over users.
Spez can go fuck himself with a hot metal fork.