It don't take much, I log in and see some of the most bullshit orientated sob stories known to man kind - you know the ones "Oh boo hoo I've had to make up an eating disorder to get more sympathy, or pretend a loved ones ill, or my personal fav... I want to die and I need to...
that time of year again, that time of year when the entire Northeast population becomes unwittingly obsessed with...the weather forecast. Unwittingly is probably not the right word--we know what’s happening--we just can’t resist getting sucked into the precipitation drama...
he wants for dinner
He smiles and says " you know what I want "
Comes home next day and she asks and he says same thing
Next day he comes home and wife is sliding down the stair rail
" ha ha what are you doing ? "
"Warming up you dinner :) "
here? I just did and it says "meet people like you" and gives recommendations.
San Francisco, we have a problem. Following are some of the featured experiences of the people EP recommends for me:
- I want you to watch me u$E your wife
- I need a strong man to keep me in...
“Iceberg” became your fan”
Fans are nice. I appreciate them, we all do. But if you’re a woman here on Ep, and you are fairly prolific, you probably don’t appreciate all of the 30 or so fans that you accumulate during the course of the average day.
Some of the men...
and they are trying to make sandwiches. I just walked in on them mashing up cheese and onion crisps and putting them in bread alongside humous, tuna and margarine... For some reason I can't stop laughing at this.
people who were seated next to us at a bistro last night and this guy was telling his friends how drunk his girlfriend was the night before. She was seated right next to him and wasn't amused. He was going on and on about how she looked like something out of zombie apocalypse...