This seems appropriate. WHOA, has it been a whole year since the last time it was a new year? We guess it has, because we have a calendar! Depending on what time it is where you live, you are either already drunk or about to get drunk or have already passed out. Just kidding, we know you're all drunk. But before you go put on the 2017 onesie your lover crocheted for you and make out with strangers at midnight, you should read this, your top ten countdown of all the hottest posts of the year, that you (YOU!) clicked on!
It seemed like we had a spike of those a few years back, courtesy of the Bush years melting down the economy and some men generally being selfish fucking human beings. I assume we'll get another spike after 4 (and hopefully not 8) years of America Being Great Again. As for sad and snark, I don't know that I can do sad anymore without getting snarky about it.
So much yup. Except sometimes you can't rehab the dog. We fostered a beautiful sweet pit who loved people, a quick learner, eager to please. But she went red zone in 1 second or less if she detected any other creature. The agency put their Bevior folks on her, gave us work to do with her, but nothing helped. Every dog that got within 50 yards of her knew, "aw shit, that one wants to kill me." They had to put her down. Broke our hearts. Our first foster, too.The story gets better, though. We kept fostering, and adopted fosters 8&9, pit mixes of some kind, sweet, playful, just the best!
Im the opposite, lol. Everyone believes me to be gay going back to high school, which couldnt be further from the truth. Sexually confident men dont worry about hanging out with gay people and there are few better ways to meet women than immersed in a crowd of men that women dont find sexually threatening.
Oh my gosh, I LOVE advocaat! Hardly anyone even knows what it is!! My dear beloved sweet mother, in her last months, at the end of last year, was so thrilled that I managed to find some, and she and I would have a little sip together.
Mmmaybe. Our first family of them made friends with our cats. One of the cats was awfully fond of rat back scratches.
Just the guy who shot the last buffalo was sorry about it. After.
oof. That actually happened to a HS classmate of mine. He wasn't home, so he survived, and the dad didn't kill himself (not sure if he attempted to).
I started to add more, but realized this isn't the forum, and sad and snark don't mix well.
It's the "everything else" the rest of the globe fears.
It seemed like we had a spike of those a few years back, courtesy of the Bush years melting down the economy and some men generally being selfish fucking human beings. I assume we'll get another spike after 4 (and hopefully not 8) years of America Being Great Again. As for sad and snark, I don't know that I can do sad anymore without getting snarky about it.
So much yup. Except sometimes you can't rehab the dog. We fostered a beautiful sweet pit who loved people, a quick learner, eager to please. But she went red zone in 1 second or less if she detected any other creature. The agency put their Bevior folks on her, gave us work to do with her, but nothing helped. Every dog that got within 50 yards of her knew, "aw shit, that one wants to kill me." They had to put her down. Broke our hearts. Our first foster, too.The story gets better, though. We kept fostering, and adopted fosters 8&9, pit mixes of some kind, sweet, playful, just the best!
Damn onion ninjas. GTG.
I would love to know if Trump believes his own BS. I always thought he did NOT believe it, but I always overestimate him.
I've got my fingers crossed for you. I'm sure you'll do great. Hopefully the doggie will thrive in the new environment too.
The electoral college was designed to keep popular idiots from being the boss of us, and they gave us GWB and Donnie Dump. Great job, EC!
Rashomon!
If they are, it is only for fappening.
Have a great day!
Im the opposite, lol. Everyone believes me to be gay going back to high school, which couldnt be further from the truth. Sexually confident men dont worry about hanging out with gay people and there are few better ways to meet women than immersed in a crowd of men that women dont find sexually threatening.
Have a great day!
If only you had outdone yourself and gone the fluffy duck..yellow advocate and lemonade..sigh, I miss the seventies,
I think the problem is it happened one way, and some people who didn't like it, tried to pretend that it happened another way.
MY butt is shaped somewhat like the dome over the Hagia Sophia, and about the same size, too.
Oh my gosh, I LOVE advocaat! Hardly anyone even knows what it is!! My dear beloved sweet mother, in her last months, at the end of last year, was so thrilled that I managed to find some, and she and I would have a little sip together.