Joe Dirt: [talking to himself while brushing hair in the mirror] People like that security guard. They don’t really mean what they say. They just got their own issues and what not. Alls I got to do is keep bein’ a good person. No matter what, good things’ll come my way. Everything’s gonna happen for me, just so long as I never have no in my heart.
[toilet flushes and man walks out of stall. Joe looks down awkwardly]
Joe Dirt: Right on. Things are gonna happen for me! I’m Joe Dirt!
Just to squash this idea once and for for all, it’s a violation of federal law for a United States citizen to possess drugs with the intent to manufacture or distribute onboard any vessel anywhere in the world. The only place you could probably get away with it is in the territorial waters of a foreign country, but you don’t want to go to prison in Mexico.
Or enlisted dudes with no combat experience who think they’re God’s gift to Earth, wear tap out gear, and drive a jacked up truck with a Chive sticker on it.
Seems like a University with a halfway decent business school could get free consulting by forcing their grad students to do it as a capstone project or something. If any schools happen to start doing this, I expect a hefty consultant’s fee for bringing it up.
Now that you’re employed I hope you don’t still chew the welfare bear McGannon. If you’re gonna kill yourself, might as well do it with the good stuff (none of that pussy skoal).
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Joe Dirt: [talking to himself while brushing hair in the mirror] People like that security guard. They don’t really mean what they say. They just got their own issues and what not. Alls I got to do is keep bein’ a good person. No matter what, good things’ll come my way. Everything’s gonna happen for me, just so long as I never have no in my heart.
[toilet flushes and man walks out of stall. Joe looks down awkwardly]
Joe Dirt: Right on. Things are gonna happen for me! I’m Joe Dirt!
Almost correct. If you aren’t registered with ANY country then under international law you are subject to the laws of EVERY country.
Holy shit, he can read?
Just to squash this idea once and for for all, it’s a violation of federal law for a United States citizen to possess drugs with the intent to manufacture or distribute onboard any vessel anywhere in the world. The only place you could probably get away with it is in the territorial waters of a foreign country, but you don’t want to go to prison in Mexico.
Look into the GoRuck Challenge if you’re interested in a similar activity that doesn’t make you look like an absolute douche. http://www.goruck.com
Disclaimer: I have never done one of these and I never intend to because I am lazy.
Fuck Jerry Jones
I have the app. Welcome to 2015.
Read the title, didn’t open the article. I don’t need that kind of evil in my life.
You should try my lunchtime tuna salad: open 1 packet (or can) of tuna, add hot sauce.
It’s best if you consume it in your car or with your office door closed so you can hide your shame.
I take my comment back, shitting yourself is much worse.
I don’t know what’s worse: intentionally trying to fart on a subway or accidentally shitting your pants.
Or enlisted dudes with no combat experience who think they’re God’s gift to Earth, wear tap out gear, and drive a jacked up truck with a Chive sticker on it.
Coors Light is a shitty beer compared to Coors Banquet.
Didn’t the president announce his strategy for dealing with ISIS last night (9/10)? In the beginning she says the interviews were on 9/5.
I am honored.
Clare is such a bitch.
Seems like a University with a halfway decent business school could get free consulting by forcing their grad students to do it as a capstone project or something. If any schools happen to start doing this, I expect a hefty consultant’s fee for bringing it up.
Now that you’re employed I hope you don’t still chew the welfare bear McGannon. If you’re gonna kill yourself, might as well do it with the good stuff (none of that pussy skoal).
I absolutely do want to see how the sausage is made. They’re still Playboy models.
I’ve said it once , I’ll say it a million times. In-n-out is not worth waiting in the always present 45 minute line for. Come at me California.