I don’t want to touch your hands. Especially if you were being a bit of an ass. Simple as that.
I don’t want to touch your hands. Especially if you were being a bit of an ass. Simple as that.
Well as a general rule, don’t fuck with the people who make your food. Am service industry and can attest. I’ve never spat in food or anything against health code, but if you’re a dick your gonna reap your reward.
“Gotta see a man about a dog.”
Had a coworker that would go the the bathroom and sit in there for 10 to 15 so I started calling it a “Tony ten-er.”
More like ashen lake from DS1
An album often looked overlooked but I could say my fav.
Pretty sure the people who think evolution is a crock just don’t understand biology, whether to shit teachers or defunct critical thinking.
This image reminds me of Modest Mouse’s Dramamine.
Idk yet. Made em right before I left for the night. Don’t work today but intend to go in just to see if they set properly. Will report back on how gross they are in 5 hours or so.
James Baxter!!
And we can throw a party! We’ll call it Lemon Party Day!
Finally saw one in person a week ago and they are so much uglier in person. Pictures don’t do em justice.
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Own a house. I finally start making decent money and can save but it’s nothing to what I would need for a mortgage. On top of that if I do finally bite I can’t guarantee my income if I chnlange jobs which could be a thing. I just want to own and have a yard so I can get a dog. My shitty apparetment doesn’t have space or commodities for it and rent keeps going up.
Kookaburra sitting on the electric wire, jumping up and down with his pants on fire, stop kookaburra stop kookaburra… I forget the last line.
When the grabboid burst into burts bunker and he and his wife went ham with all the guns. Amazing. Also “Ass blasters.” Tremors two. Apparently sci-fi channel did a series if I’m not mistaken?
Definitely no cameras or facial recognition software on this mirror.
I cooked at a restaurant with a guy who had something similar happen a couple years before I started there. His nickname was angry johny because he was so irritable. Whenever tears in heaven by Clapton came on he would would yell at the manager to skip the song and dissappear into the walk in. He ended up quitting for other reasons but a year or two later I ran into him at a bar and he and the same lady had a healthy birth and all his anger melted away and he turned into a really rad dood. He even apologized to me about his behavior in said kitchen.
Don’t forget this gem as well. Reads like the precursor to vurt.
“I can vouch you for that.”
Fantastic.