Posted on 07/02/2010 7:01:42 PM PDT by InvisibleChurch
I wonder how they handle the confusion at the stores where the plastic sticks are sold?
People who have to be post #100.
Speaking of elevators.. Isn't it polite to face forward towards the door instead of attempting to engage total strangers in conversation for 30 seconds? Is it hot enough for you? Whats in the bag? Is this elevator slow or what?
Doh!
:>)
Not when I drove my ex-wife's car (which I bought) for the last time...
Yes I know it’s a typo but we don’t have an edit here after you hit post. I would starve to death if I had to type for a living.
People who use the word “onus.”
People who let stupid, inconsequential things grind their gears. If someone gets wound up over checking line sticks, they burn all their energy on useless emotion.
what else? retail stores that don't unlock both entrance doors .... I'm feeling better now. : )
al baby, my hubby just asked me for a snog. What’s a snog? I got him a peanut butter sandwich. He’s already had dinner and dessert.
Uh, yeah. We watch some NASCAR on ESPN and near the end of each race they have this statement " This copywritten broadcast..."
First time I saw that I thought WTF, but it has been that way for weeks. Know, someone needs to be taken out and shot. ESPN and NASCAR are pretty big time and besides, is that not the sort of thing usually put on the screen by lawyers?
I am screaming at the screen, "It is COPYRIGHTED, DUMBASSES!"
limber up and make sure you are ready
. verb; to interface passionately with another being, creating a field of physical obsession and focused arousal +centered+ on the lips, mouth and tongue. 2. verb; to play tonsil hockey 3. verb; to give comfort or show affection to a fellow user of an internet forum. (syn: /lick, /spamHug)
“...the world melts away into a clutter of noise and shadow when we’re snogging...”
“...let’s snog, baby.”
We are talking Red neck Nascar here
Puts out for how long and stays for how long. You have to be specific on these tenuous things.
Idiotic women who stand there fuming because I haven't used the plastic thing to separate my evil meat products from whatever it is that they have to put down. They stand there and stare, expecting you to put the damned plastic thing down so they can proceed to load up their crap.
And then they probably bitch about such silliness online. :P
I second that.
Oh, dale, with my first car, the Volvo pregnant Volkswagon model, the gear shifter would just come off in my hand. I just figured what gear I was in and jammed that gear shifter where I thought it belonged. I never jammed it in reverse, though. Third or fourth gear.
And that was pretty close to where you live or lived then, Laguna Beach. Now it’s a freeway, but back then it was pretty much a dirt road to the beach.
back then the 133 was also a raging river during the rainy season
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