I hate you and your obnoxious, ill-behaved fuck trophies.
P.S. - It’s not a to-MAH-to. Go back to New England you cunt.
Taking photos of a leaning tower of anything just suggests you don’t know how to hold your fucking camera correctly.
number of individuals trained: 8
percent over 50 years old: 100%
percent female: 75%
percent Jewish: 120%
number trying to set me up with their single daughter/granddaughter/niece: 4
There is a Dunkin Donuts at my bus terminal. As Kevin would say, fat kid paradise commences.
In parts of Belgium you have to pay a fee to use a car radio!
And in Denmark you have to pay a television license if your mobile phone has TV capabilities!
…that didn’t know in the UK you have to pay an annual fee called a ‘television license’ of £139.50 to legally operate a television set in your home?
If you had told me that I would be driving in Bullitt County, KY listening to music through the speakers in my car that is actually on a friend’s computer in Virginia but I am receiving it from a phone that is pulling the music through the air from a series of towers provided by AT&T I would have not believed you for a second.
So next time your phone drops a call or you don’t have 3G for 10 miles or any one of the million issues we have with today’s technology occurs, consider ourselves extremely spoiled.
Because 12 years ago I would have called you a fucking liar.
So cool it!
fridayisdonutday was pleased on Sunday to meet the father of Miss Marples, Mr. Tom Marples.
- Kevin: Did you get a funnel cake sundae?
- Jason: Hell yes I did with strawberry chip ice cream
- Kevin: That sounds awful
- Jason: It was pretty fantastic
- Kevin: Fruit does not belong in ice cream.
- Jason: LOL. Strawberry flavored ice cream?
- Kevin: FRUIT DOES NOT BELONG WITH ICE CREAM
- Jason: Ok ok
- Jason: Mmm this strawberry ice cream is tasty
- Kevin: Fucking vomit in my vagina
the suffix used by Ohioans to describe a part of town that is more rural than the one they live in.
ex. “Did you hear about the guy in Grovetucky* who was running a prostitution ring from his junkyard?”
*Grove City, OH
Courtesy “drew” via toothpastefordinner.com (Thanks!)
Hearing a new recording of one of your newest compositions.
Playing an excerpt for a friend and having him tells you he likes it but it’s like Danny Elfman met a Mexican mamacita and had a bastard composer baby.