Cmccallie seems to think that the poor restaurant workers are incapable of obtaining other employment or employment at another restaurant that doesn’t treat employees unfairly (or just sucks) due to variables that the ‘privledged’ restaurant patrons are too ignorant to understand and the poor restaurant workers themselves are incapable of controlling to any degree. Therefore, us patrons must pay them their 20% because, by God, they deserve it regardless of their conduct or incompetence. Seems like run of the mill Huffington post material to me.
Still haven’t forgiven my parents for not getting me that power wheels Jeep so I bought an adult size but crash it into everything like a power wheels because it drives like shit.
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So you’re telling me you don’t a creole woman named Bertha stashed in your attic? Shocker.
Hovering around 20, my addition would be “you have more guns than close friends.”
Every good thing you list is followed by a process that all but ensures they will never happen with any frequency, and NY summers are short.
Cmccallie seems to think that the poor restaurant workers are incapable of obtaining other employment or employment at another restaurant that doesn’t treat employees unfairly (or just sucks) due to variables that the ‘privledged’ restaurant patrons are too ignorant to understand and the poor restaurant workers themselves are incapable of controlling to any degree. Therefore, us patrons must pay them their 20% because, by God, they deserve it regardless of their conduct or incompetence. Seems like run of the mill Huffington post material to me.
Did you get lost on your way to the Huffington post?
Grandma Sayers approved?
Or, if it was a tinder date, maybe he finally found her social media page and initiated the slow burn.
What about vehicle selection Knox, what did our sage of sophistication replace leeroy with?
You lost your car. Like, you have NO idea where the fuck it is.
Been there, this one is rough.
She’s like… really hot.
Fat or smelly people sitting next to you, everything else get blocked out with headphones, a nice buzz, and half a bottle of nyquil.
My drunk taco bell order is A LOT more than $12. Too drunk to do anything but pick numbers that include the different individual items I want.
Or better yet, just let it all fall into the Pacific Ocean.
Ha, had an E90 M3 that I tracked for a few years. You obviously haven’t driven one, the base series are shit in comparison, no way around it.
If it’s not an M it’s not worth driving.
There are stirrups?! Wtf kind of horror dungeon is this?
You’re doing God’s work.
Still haven’t forgiven my parents for not getting me that power wheels Jeep so I bought an adult size but crash it into everything like a power wheels because it drives like shit.
At least your BBQ didn’t suck for everyone else.
“That’s so old!” Shut up kid.