Bleuuuuuuu! ❤️
It’s hard to know how you’d react in the moment, but I’d like to think if I invited a work colleague over for dinner and they then proceeded to brag about killing their neighbor’s dog, with a shovel, I’d throw them right tf out of my house, well before the dessert course.
Revealed: former colleagues claim Kevin Roberts told them he killed a neighbor’s pit bull around 2004
John Fisher can eat a bag of dicks. I’m not even an A’s fan, but what he and the rest of the A’s ownership have done to the fans in Oakland is disgusting.
Pfft. Check out my home state catching strays from the PNW even back in 1934. (Coulee City [Wash.] Dispatch, 27 April 1934, p. 3, col. 3.)
This Monday has mondayed its damn fool ass off, and I am so very done with it
As a professional genealogist, I can confirm that there definitely is such a thing as caring too much about the opinions of one’s ancestors
How Mondayish has it been? Just for one example, my favorite lunch place gave me diet soda instead of regular. When I asked to switch it out, she said no, I was wrong and it really WAS regular soda. So I had to say fine, I’ll just keep the diet soda because I didn’t wanna argue about it 😖
My Monday has been Mondaying super hard, like, right from the jump, and I’m not a fan
I know the Nebraska Electoral Vote fuckery isn’t great, but if it’s close enough that a single EV matters we have to realize that there’s going to be chaos on a massive scale in every single swing state