“Literally” officially meaning “figuratively” radicalized me.
“Literally” officially meaning “figuratively” radicalized me.
I ate a dog treat that I’m 90% sure was just a bone shaped nilla wafer.
That’s why hospital food seemed so next level bland, everything smelled like “clean.”
The only real solution is to only refer to the format in its full name.
You’re on the wrong side of history, get over it.
I’ve been strongly advised to eat my steak at least medium well since my organ transplant, I just don’t eat steak rather than eat it overdone.
You probably put ketchup on hot dogs
And mustard. Deal with it.
They tried to make me do that in retail, fuck that.
Pour a bucket of sugar in it and its delicious dirty leaf water. (I’m not a southerner, but a southerner friend introduced me to sweet tea)
I want to add to this one with something I’ve started seeing since I moved to rural Iowa.
PULL UP TO THE FUCKING LINE! There’s no reason to leave 2+ car lengths between you and the line at the light.
You guys are getting dates?
Men, dudes, guys, etc and females is the correct vernacular, I believe.
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