My standing Instacart order is immaculate. Every item has its replacement chosen; everywhere I have nuanced instructions, I’ve left a note. We’ve also got a handful of frequent shoppers who are great at what they do, too. 🥕
She could practice the State of the Union on her parents.
A man meets Jesus and says "whoa, it's Jesus. You're such a chill dude." Jesus then grins a malicious grin, points to himself and says "Guess again, bitch. I'm CALVINIST Jesus." Calvinist Jesus hits the man with a steel chair. He then kicks the man in his lower back while the man is curled into a ball on the ground.
Or Mariah Bamford.
I’d take Tig Notaro as President.
Band from the Bathroom:
Grateful Dump
I mean, we’ve got a (failed) stand-up comedian as commander in chief right now.
I don’t think any male comedians or comedy writers from the seventies, eighties or nineties should be senators or representatives. (I’m looking at you, Bill Maher.)
Target them all. They each have nine months left of employment anyway. Would it change the balance of either chamber? My guess is no.
I like the cake cones best, but they don’t make them big enough for a Cold Stone-style cone, so I usually go with the waffle cone.
Name Four Non-Person Things That Make Your Life Livable:
1. Pets
2. Music
3. Art
4. Food
If I make those specific, I get:
1. My dog, Bennie
2. A well-arranged pop song
3. That café scene at night painted by Van Gogh
4. A chili cheese dog
Pink Tile
That looks decadent but it has way too much ice cream on the cone. It’s going to melt all over the place before you can finish it.
I like the idea of the designer cones, but with maybe a half to a third of the ice cream.
Alex says "well, economy's fucked. Time to start camming." She asks herself "what's my niche?" She gets an idea. She has set up a sexual version of Cow Tools. Her friend says "I don't get it..."
Sopranos but with Ferengi mobsters. They crash land on Earth in the late 1990s and take over a local garbage collection company to survive.
This season needs more spaceship battles and fewer murder mysteries.
I should get Bennie an anti-hawk vest. We have bald eagles in the area and Bennie is snack-sized.
Louie, a white Maltese dog, has his face and paws covered in mud.
Reminds me of the time Louie dug up some lovely mud. He was so happy.
Melania: I never cut child in half with sword. I never do this.
The entire USA: what?
Melania: not me.
Just no. Please. No.
The ball! The ball!
She’s had enough of him.
18” tall.
An Ibanez S770 as found on my local selling list (Facebook, I think). The body has generally a Stratocaster shape to it. It has H/S/H pickup setup and a floating tremolo.
Every time one of these comes up for sale locally I dream of getting it. It’s got everything I want in an Ibanez shredder: an S body with a burled maple top. I don’t mind the term since it’s stock, but I wouldn’t be using it very much.
I thought they already made a US version of “Being Human”?
Poor baby! Maximum cuddles needed.
Shocking turn of events.
Sure. I gotta know.
I tried googling the other day and had no luck. Nothing that seemed to fit its current usage.
