My late nephew used to consider Carlos O’Kelly’s authentic Mexican food.
That’s an obscure reference. They’re only in the Great Plains states IIRC. Not sure if they’re a dying chain or just a small local thing.
A friend of mine who’s a breast cancer survivor had an idea to hold a breast cancer awareness event at the local Hooters. It’s the one time I would have gone. Alas, the idea fell through.
While I have been to one as it was in the mall I worked at and was what was open after shift was over mostly, I have come to realize I would rather go to a strip club as at least they are honest about what their patrons are there for.
And they have better wings at the strip club.
No, seriously, they do. What is up with that?
It’s one of the few real products the house sells, it’s all appetizer stuff that could be churned out well and consistently with a conveyor-like process in the kitchen, so it doesn’t have to be expensive.
“Dairy Air?”
That doesn’t even sound appetizing, never mind the poorly conceived logo; plus they seem like idiots from a managerial standpoint, only having their shop open 4 days out of a week…
Yeah, I’d say the radical liberals were at the bottom of their list of troubles.
Oooh, thanks to your post I just got the pun (I’m slow but I get there). A basic lesson in cow anatomy might have helped too.
Yeah… associating a dairy food product they hoped to sell with a cow’s ass might not have been the wisest idea.
Yes, but it’s the cow’s ass that gives dairy farms their distinctive air.
Seriously? Because dads aren’t capable of being over-bearing control freaks attempting to live vicariously through their carefully bubble-wrapped kid?
Looking at the screenshots, I assumed it was from a subsection of the questionnaire titled Tell me about your mother.
Well, at least they’re encouraging replicants to attend college…
The literal story of my marriage breaking down. All his friends were like him and their marriages also seemed super crap. Only his one good friend who seemed more in touch with his feminine (slightly) seemed like he had a reasonable decent marriage, especially considering that that guy’s wife had the emotional maturity of a 5th grader.
I would send this to my ex, except that would mean contacting him. He wasn’t really into the self-reliance thing, although he talked the talk a lot, since he was perfectly happy for his mum and me to wait on him. He even expected it.
But he absolutely refused to seek counselling for his depression (and he had the angry kind, not the quiet kind). From what he said, it seemed the sexism was one of the things he was worried a counsellor would discover about him.
I wonder what such a study would show for sexist women.
What stands out about this one is the lack of urgency on the part of the police. This woman got the message, did the reporting.