Good news, Brian. I think Don Draper sticks with white pocket squares, so no need for you to buy a new one with the rest of the new outfit. I'm sure you've got sitting in your top dresser drawer a dozen recently laundered and ironed linen handkerchiefs that would be suitable. No?
@sparky: and astronauts, cowboys, super heros ... every time i see a kid at the supermarket wearing dressup stuff i admire the parents who let them be who they are
the real key here, and this is often overlooked, is don't wash your clothes unless they smell completely revolting. washing clothes is like wearing them while you lean on things and eat hot dogs or carl's jr.
ladies - if you are experiencing a particularly heavy estrus just spritz some febreze in the crotch of your favorite pair of ben davis slacks. that'll keep you from smelling like the autoclave room down at the local blood bank.
men - try to limit the amount of farts you push through your pants. maybe find a stairwell, pull them down and purge that gas. or put activated charcoal packets in your underwear.
normally these tips 'n tricks might sound a little "european" but we're living in recessiaggedon now and this is only going to get worse before it gets better. start thinking about dropping the local cooper a line to ask about the off-season clearance sales of barrels with suspenders attached. it's never to early!
@bens: pants inside out is ok but how are you going to access the skoal long-cut in the back pocket?
a cumberbund is to be worn just under the breasts of the bridesmaid you're copulating with in a rented buick lucerne outside the wedding reception. she caught the bouquet!
oh my god, and I heard kimberly's mom is making her do CHORES because that lazy whore only wants to pay for the maid to come every OTHER week instead of every week, and madison's mom cut her allowance so much that she can only afford ONE eight ball a week, and even then they make her share with her DUMB SISTER, who needs it to stay skinny now that she can't have her personal trainer anymore and, please, she's not going to a PUBLIC spinning class.
I got a job when I was under 16 at a daycare, that said my being under that age was cool. 3/4 of the way through my second day, they said actually it's not cool, we can't pay you for the time you've already spent here but we'd be happy to take you as a volunteer. Not poop in the urinal, but I remember this as a bitter pill. Of course if I'd thought of pooping somewhere creative, I might have done it. Not that daycare workers have much of a problem with poop. 20 years later and I still can't win.
I worked in a box office and an angry customer once bled all over the counter. Thank god there was a little window separating us. I've never used so much bleach cleaner in my entire life.
And I still clean the toilets today, at my current job. Yay arts administration!
What I want to know is why her selfish-ass mother isn't doing the babysitting so she can give her daughter a real allowance. Kimber Davenport doesn't have to fucking babysit to pay for her take-out sushi, and her parents both got second jobs to make sure she wouldn't have to tutor some snot-nosed townie, either.
Jodi's parents would probably love her more if she lost those five pounds though, you know it. That's what's sad.
BTW, did I miss a post on the NYT article, "Great Meals for Two, Under $100 (It's Possible)."
Or would that have been too much like shooting saumon fumé in a barrel? The conspiratorial wink of the parenthetical in the headline really makes it. And the comments were great.
My feeling is that the people who can afford to spend $100 for two on a meal (not including wine) can damn well find restos on their own. For the rest of the readership, servicey it's not. Insulting it is.
@Seeräuber Jenny: Please tell me you're kidding. I must've missed that one while as at that work boondoggle place. Not that you'd know from the comment-whore i've become.
@bringmemyTofurkey: Sounds like our tax dollars. Have you seen the new multi-million dollar town pool that no one uses? Good thing they got that instead of a town library.
@EleanorRigby: No. I have only been to the baseball field and the movie theater (if we were desperate and a particular film wasn't playing in Emerson).
@mfnher: Somehow the fact that it wasn't even in a bathroom makes it even more revolting. It's like you open the door and it takes a second for it to sink in. Hmmm...something is a bit amiss here. OMFG!!
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ladies - if you are experiencing a particularly heavy estrus just spritz some febreze in the crotch of your favorite pair of ben davis slacks. that'll keep you from smelling like the autoclave room down at the local blood bank.
men - try to limit the amount of farts you push through your pants. maybe find a stairwell, pull them down and purge that gas. or put activated charcoal packets in your underwear.
normally these tips 'n tricks might sound a little "european" but we're living in recessiaggedon now and this is only going to get worse before it gets better. start thinking about dropping the local cooper a line to ask about the off-season clearance sales of barrels with suspenders attached. it's never to early!
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a cumberbund is to be worn just under the breasts of the bridesmaid you're copulating with in a rented buick lucerne outside the wedding reception. she caught the bouquet!
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oh wait...do the cool kids still say that?
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The point is the same, it's just that in the military you try to avoid dying, and in food service, you just wish you COULD die.
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Not poop in the urinal, but I remember this as a bitter pill.
Of course if I'd thought of pooping somewhere creative, I might have done it.
Not that daycare workers have much of a problem with poop.
20 years later and I still can't win.
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And I still clean the toilets today, at my current job. Yay arts administration!
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Jodi's parents would probably love her more if she lost those five pounds though, you know it. That's what's sad.
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Or would that have been too much like shooting saumon fumé in a barrel? The conspiratorial wink of the parenthetical in the headline really makes it. And the comments were great.
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My feeling is that the people who can afford to spend $100 for two on a meal (not including wine) can damn well find restos on their own. For the rest of the readership, servicey it's not. Insulting it is.
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*Note: I did not have the same upbringing.
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