I wish some of the ladies in the office elevator used non-scents.
I made up a batch of that Bam seasoning once. It went stale before I used even half of it, so I went back to Mrs. Dash.
It’s no longer her “big day”…..it’s her “Special Weekend” (or week, or month, or year…..)
When I die I’m heading straight for the concert – I picture Bowie on vocals, Eddie on guitar, Charlie on drums and Janice and Cass on backing vocals.
My remedy for the last few years has been a large glass of whiskey.
Juan Valdez’s early attempts at harvesting coffee failed because he did not know it was the beans he was supposed to gather.
I would think admitting to being shameless gets you a direct flight to whatever gross island “paradise” they are dropping the contestants on this week.
Situational Ethics has become the norm.
Absolutely brilliant. (haven’t had my coffee yet)
Could be worse. You could spend eternity at the opera.
I wish some of the ladies in the office elevator used non-scents.