Is Big Ang’s Daughter A Smokeshow?
Is it just me, or is Big Ang’s daughter a certified smoke? I’m torn between her and Al Pacino’s Daughter. If you go for Al Pacino’s daughter, youhavea gangster pops and a DUI party girl which sounds like awesome fun. On the other hand, if you go for Big Ang’s daughter, you get to chill with Big Ang at the Drunken Monkey. This is a difficult decision…
She’s even got the badonkadonk going on:
Asterisk: If she’s not 18, I recant this blog
Correction: It’s her niece. Whatever
This is a Bunch of Nonsense
This winter was a fucking failure. I want snow. I want cold. What a waste. Can we just skip back to fall and start over again? I miss fall.
Keep it Up, America!
I think we should do this to thepoliticianswho start these wars.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a war with Iran I need to lobby for, ASAP. They’re such a huge threat, you guys. I’m scared shitless right now.
Dumbass Experts Over at LifeHacker Think They Know How to Send Back Food
February 23, 2012
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Portfolioso
FUCK. THAT. NOISE. Want to know the portfolioso.com way of sending back food? Very simple. You don’t do it. Ever. Anyone see the movie Waiting? I don’t remember it because I saw it in college and I’m pretty sure I was drunk the whole time, but I’m pretty sure some dude shaved his pubes in someone’s food. Exactly. Don’t send back your fucking food – I don’t care how nice you are. I don’t care if you’re the Pope. Don’t like it? Suck it up, don’t eat it, tell everyone the restaurant sucks and don’t go back. Under no circumstances should you send back food if you don’t want it fucked with. This is like life lesson number 1.
I mean, unless you pull a rat or a lump of shit out of your food, I wouldn’t send it back. Even if that did happen, I’d be like, fuck you guys, there’s a rat tail or lump of shit in my food, you can keep it. And walk out.
You know how many times I order a medium burger and it’s medium-well? Like 7 times out of 10. If I sent it back every time, I’d have problems. Just deal with it and get over yourself, ya spoiled pricks.