Sometimes asking them to explain the joke will be enough to get them feeling embarrassed. If there’s multiple guys throwing this shit around that tactic could easily backfire, though.
Sometimes asking them to explain the joke will be enough to get them feeling embarrassed. If there’s multiple guys throwing this shit around that tactic could easily backfire, though.
I can see how that would be oddly comforting. Shitty criminals failing spectacularly to get away with it.
Oysters got me too. I went to the ER thinking my appendix was bursting because the stomach cramps were so painful.
I still like the slippy little bastards, but I’m very cautious about where and when I order them now.
My great aunt was named Ute, I’ve never seen anyone else (in the US at least) with that name.
That was awesome, thanks for sharing!
Bigass subwoofer, blast Smack My Bitch Up, feel your soul exit your body.
Is onion sorrow something similar to crocodile tears?
Me and my homies love BBBs (big beautiful burettes)
I have pet parrots, they can be put off by a change of clothing. My husband bought a hawaiian shirt and became persona non grata for a couple of hours before the birds accepted that he hadn’t been replaced with a colorful imposter.
That’s Saudi Arabia, and we let them chop up whoever they want because $$$.
Death rate is also strongly correlated with when you were born. We’ve gotten much better at not being dead in the last 100 years. For people born in 1924 the death rate is nearly 100%, but for people born in 2024 it has dropped close to zero!
For mail-in, you don’t sign the ballot itself. You sign the envelope, which is used to validate / track who voted, but is then separated from the actual ballot before counting so there’s no way to track who you voted for.
I think the context makes it clear.
I love a big slimy pile of sauteed spinach with lots of garlic!