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The morning of the attack I was in my high school library in line to have my picture taken for the yearbook.
Someone turned on a TV in the library and everyone stopped to watch the first crash (which, at the time, people were under the impression could have, possibly, just maybe been some kind of horrible accident).
Then the second plane hit and everyone realized what was going on (well, not the full explanation obviously but we understood it was an intentional attack).
Cool. I'll let you know. I'm planning on the Braves on the 16th already. The 19th, I'll fly out, but not till the PM. I'm seeing my brother on the 17/18, so depends when I leave Columbia on the morning.Quote:
Originally Posted by Lucky
http://youtu.be/Tb8mU_g_f2w
Oh shiiiiiiiit! It's begun!
Greg is not an alien!
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Yes. Exactly!
That's the oxford comma?
Keep that fucker around.
What the hell? These guys are serious?Quote:
Originally Posted by megladon8
No one would ever think that you put orange juice on your toast. Because that's not a thing.
I'm going to do it today, just to spite you.Quote:
Originally Posted by Spinal
I will be spited. But you will have soggy, pulpy toast.
¿Hay alguien aquÃ* que hable español?
Yeah, I do
I imagine grouchy does too
Yo hablo castellano. Que quieres?Quote:
Originally Posted by Irish
SÃ*. ¿Qué necesitás?
Un poco. Estudiaba de colegio a universidad, pero no recuerdo mucho de la lengua. Recuerdo palabras faciles, como...
La biblioteca es en la esquina de la ciudad.
Quiero beber un jugo de naranja.
Las ninas escuchan a la musica de Justin Biebero.
Lo siento.
:lol:
Love the conjugation of Bieber's last name.
Lights flicker from the opposite loft,
In this room the heat pipes just cough,
Where are all the Mayans at?
The country music station plays soft...
Donde, está, la biblioteca. Me llamo T-Bone La araña discoteca.
Discoteca, muñeca, La biblioteca es en bigote grande, perro, manteca.
Manteca, bigote, gigante, pequeño, cabeza es nieve, cerveza es bueno.
Buenos dias, me gusta papas frÃ*as, bigote de la cabra Es Cameron Diaz.
I promise I'm not a hypochondriac.
I think I may have developed an adult-onset peanut allergy? Like, this morning.
That's terrifying to me. Peanut allergies are serious business. Plus, peanuts are delicious and I love them.
My wife developed an adult-onset peach allergy. Far less dangerous, but one day, out of the blue, she ate a peach and her mouth and lips went numb and her throat tightened up a bit. Not putting two and two together, a few weeks later she ate another with the same result.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mara
Truly bizarre that these type of things can seemingly come out of nowhere as an adult.
I'm all like, "Do I even WANT to live in a world without Kung Pao Chicken?"
And then I'm like, "I am not well-suited to adversity, apparently."
I told a customer to leave the store today.
A co-worker of mine (who is Haitian) was helping this man and I was walking by. I got a few feet past them and the customer briskly walked up to me.
CUSTOMER: Hey can you please help me? I can't understand a word this fucking nigger is saying.
ME: Wow. I want you to leave, please. We don't tolerate that kind of talk around here.
I immediately notified my manager of the situation and apologized if I made the wrong call, but said I took full responsibility for it and I felt it was the right thing to do.
He said he would have done the same thing and if anyone gave me trouble for it that he would have my back.
What is wrong with people?
Glad he backed you. You made the right call, and you're manager is a good person.