They've all moved on to the used PT Cruisers. »
I'm so over people telling me how much they love this cold weather. I'll say, "Brr…" and they answer, "I love it. It feels good." Um, no. It's great in September, but this is still July. I'm not trying to rush my summer. We had such a long, cold winter. »
I was near your age, and I have to disagree ever so slightly. In the mid-90s, denim reigned. Denim on denim everywhere, ala Jerry Seinfeld. I also remember girls buying their boyfriends big gold necklaces. The fanny pack was outdated by then, and let's be honest, turtlenecks have never been stylish, but this look… »
Heaven forbid to think that a nice old man would be willing to help a woman with her career in exchange for, well, nothing at all. From his writing in previous posts, he describes the relationship as him trying to help her. Why should this woman have assumed that she would have to fuck him? I hate it. »
Sherbet is called an "ice dessert" on the packaging. I just noticed that the actual name contains no final R. I always called it "sherBERT!" Never sherBET. »
I once saw a feral pig near the Michigan/Indiana border. The testicles on that thing were each as big as my head. I've never seen anything like it. I used to be frightened of seeing a bear in the woods. Now, I fear the pigs. »
I don't think it's fair to say that America doesn't care about poor people. We do.
I think the problems start when moms and dads don't care enough about their kids.
It's hard enough to raise kids in a two-parent home. It has to take impossible feats of strength for a single parent to raise strong, smart, healthy… »
You are on an adult discussion board. To say that someone's "naiveté" is "adorable" is to out yourself as being a condensing, pretentious, douchebag of the highest order. Later you begin a comment with, "Well, you're just wrong is all." You clearly know your photography. That's great. You don't have to be a snooty… »