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You didn’t finish your spaghetti and Moe balls.
You didn’t finish your spaghetti and Moe balls.
The gales of November came early this year.
We have shopping centers in the US and a lot of them are still thriving. They tend to be smaller than malls but they’re more numerous. They usually have one or two big stores like Target or Home Depot along with several smaller stores. They’re also not enclosed so it’s easier to get to a small store in a shopping center than it is in a mall.
And after all the work I did for it, it’s gone just like that.
The only cure is more cowbell.
Mr. Nedib, who comes from somewhere far away. Yes, that’ll do.
Sisyphus would only be happy if he ends up on a game show where he can win a car if he picks which one of the three doors is correct. Sisyphus picks door number 1 and then the host reveals door number 3 as one of the doors that does not have the car. The host gives Sisyphus a chance to change his pick to door number 2. Does Sisyphus change his pick?
One of the cliches in a lot of rom coms involves a woman who’s too busy with a career to have ever fallen in love. To make this work, usually the woman has a high paying but long hours job like lawyer or executive or something like that. It would be the kind of job that people would like to have because of the money and the power. Having the woman be something like a janitor wouldn’t work because a. it doesn’t pay well and b. it isn’t a job most people would dream about having and most certainly wouldn’t sacrifice love for. I think that’s part of the reason why a lot of rom coms depict wealthy people.
It’s in the basement along the the skeletal remains of Lyman.
She tried but she couldn’t read the application.
I put Jack in my soda.
I know right? At one point in time I started saving my junk mail as a Hail Mary.
I had a WWJD bracelet at one point in time. The late 90s were weird like that.
I used the extra toilet paper I bought during the pandemic to TP her house.
Well Scooby Doo can doo-doo but Jimmy Carter is smarter.
Some others:
The interviewer reeks of desperation
The “interview” feels more like a sales pitch
The interviewer invokes rock stars or ninjas
Ain’t no rule that says an opossum can’t play football.
And I’m never gonna play again, depressed sax has got no rhythm