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he left a good job in the city. workin’ for the man every night and day.
Together we’ll trudge.
The Greatest Movie Mashup Ever: Under The Siege
Steven Seagal stars as a former MerMarine turned cook in King Triton’s kingdom, but when underwater terrorists threaten the safety of the entire ocean, like all of it, Seagal must call upon his past to put evil to rest.
No good story started with a salad.
This song is the tits.
KirbyCinemas presents: Twins.
For best experience- turn sound on. ON, I say!
My apologies in advance for the nausea this may cause.
(Source: kayeblegvad)
Holy tits
Did I invent cool? No. Do I worship at its alter? Duh.
New year- new motto.
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How to Live Off Client Holiday Gift Baskets Until the End of the Year: A Story of Survival
It’s the end of the year, times are crazy, stress is high. Your office is empty and so is your stomach…. and, unfortunately, so is your bank account.
Suddenly, like a woven, wicker Jesus, your savior appears. A gift basket from a vendor/ client. There’s plastic wrap, there’s stuffing, but what lies inside? What could it be? My friend, the answer to those questions is the key to your not-so-broke-ness.Let me guide you to the Promise Land.
Realize tis NOT the season to watch thy waist. Tis the season to snack. So, please, throw that "Is it gluten-free?" attitude right out the window with your dignity.
Always jump on the baskets that have some nutritional value. Last year's lame basket of apples is your this year's source of crucial fiber. Trust me, after eating nothing but Summer Sausage, you’ll beg for some way to reclaim a sliver of health-conscious integrity. You run, RUN, to that Edible Arrangement.
Never be above a fruit cake. Or any food for that matter. When the food supply starts wearing down, times are going to get tough. You have to be willing to settle for sustenance over flavor.
Check every fridge, even behind the fridge. HR loves hiding snacks for the holidays- but tell NO ONE of you findings.
Hone your inner chipmunk- horde snack food. The Honey Mustard Pretzels and Peppermint Bark and Whole Wheat Crackers (any crunchy, chip-thing for that matter) are always gone FIRST! Find the plastic baggies and save a couple handfuls for down the road. Stay strong Anakin, do not tap into your supply just yet. Remember Rule 2- go for the salad.
Get Creative. A cracker is blah by itself, but slather some “spredable cheese” on that dude and slice up that one apple no one is eating and voila- fancy and delish.
Take advantage of the fact that no one is in the office. You’re going to be glad no one was around to see you break open the 5-pound brick of crumb cake and shove it into your gullet.
Chocolates are for after lunch only- don’t throw up at work doofus.
With the exception of the Edible Arrangement situation, never be the first to rush the basket. Always wait till things are opened so as to not draw attention to yourself while you take HEAPING handfuls of the asian snack mix.
Never eat the summer sausage. It’s just not worth it. Ignore rule 3- I don’t even know you but I know you are better than the summer sausage.
Above all, keep the end goal in mind. The New Year is around the corner and you’re going to start it with all the money you saved- all $20.
If you twinkle, they will come.
Restaurants of the world, listen up! I'm about to give you the key, nay, the battering ram to the gates of eatery mega stardom.
I don't think you heard me.
You can serve fried llama lips on a brioche bun or Ballpark™ hot dogs straight out of the package, still cold, and still have a line around the corner with this success bomb I'm about to drop on you.
You can charge patrons to use the restroom, never take out your garbage, reheat and sell back all uneaten food, only serve Old English (even for kids), employ hamsters, have a blind cook, and stll, they will give you 5 stars on Yelp!
They will praise your ability to hide hair after hair in their entrees, write lengthy blog posts about your use of motor oil as a condiment, take up-close pictures of your Hook-style imaginary appetizers with the hashtag #FoodPorn and #BestMealEver after you add this little customer catcher in your arsenal.
Yes, food trucks and mom and pop shops alike- gather round.
What's the secret?
I'm talking about Twinkly lights, people. Bitches love twinkly lights.
String a few of these up inside or outside, over your tables or lack-there-of, and people will run like moths to the flame right through your doors.
Boom. I'll see you on the Michelin star list. You're welcome.
My face when I realize Lorde is only 17
HOW!? Dark magic, I'm sure of it.
Sir Thomas Crapper, dude wtf
First, thank you, or whatever, for your contribution to sanitation technology and modern convenience, but what the hell is up with the choice of material for the toilet. Porcelain, really?
Was it your intention that this throne you created share the acoustics of Carnegie Hall? Amplifying every thing in its dome-shaped chamber and projecting it outwards? So I’ve been holding it for, like, 45 minutes, that’s my choice, I don’t want people to think I always pee with the force of a pressure washer. Well, guess what Crapper, they definitely think that because your toilet stadium blasted the sound down the halls.
I will not even get into the humiliation of attempting a #2 outside the comforts of my own home. Must I need to hear accidental farts in Dolby Digital 5.1 Surround Sound? No. No one needs that.
Why not Jell-O instead of porcelain? Or maybe wax? Wood would have even dulled the noise a bit I think. I know you had wood back in the 1800s.
In closing I’d like you to know that, while I admire your huge advances for all humankind, I despise the laziness and lax attitude of your research and development team.
It’s their fault (and yours) I know the exact pitch and tone of my co-worker’s bathroom outbursts…. you turd, Crapper, you.
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On a recent solo movie date, I tried really hard to put the moves on myself. After 3 failed attempts to get in my own panties, I politely shot myself down. I should have known I'm not that kind of girl.
Why babies and burritos are basically the same
- When holding, always support the neck.
- Both possess a scent similar to the glory of all that is holy.
- Be sure to keep the bottom tightly wrapped to avoid leaks.
- Don’t be surprised if they keep you up all night.
- People come running when you bring one into the room.
- To re-heat, wrap in a damp paper towel and microwave for 2 minutes.