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Fuck the rain!
Does it not know that I have things to do outdoors?
At least the fish-pond will fill up......
Oh shaddap. You're not made of fucking sugar are you?
I am, and you'll never get a lick.
Chicago Trib Story
"Authors of the Oregon State University study say the levels are so small you would have to consume more than 700,000 pounds of the fish with the highest radioactive level to match the amount of radiation the average person is annually exposed to in everyday life"
Fuck the rain!
Does it not know that I have things to do outdoors?
At least the fish-pond will fill up......
Buy an umbrella.
i don't think the fish need an umbrella
aw bless 'im. takes allsorts, i suppose. i shall henceforth call him Bertie.iMan does, tho. Haven't you heard? He's made of sugar.
*Hi Butters
My policy is to not trust badly-formatted news articles.
That being said, pregnant women should probably avoid fish from the Pacific. Pregnant men can eat to their heart's content.
It's better to use the news article to find and read the research.
No pacific salmon for you!
Screw the fish. Real men eat Quiche.
Jeebus!
My phone just mad this really loud, really annoying sound. Even made Johnny Cat run. Who knew emergency alerts could send messages to my phone? And can I turn that stuff off?
I have a very exciting May. Two weeks tonight I'll be with Tori Amos. Four weeks tonight I'll be with the Eagles and four weeks on Friday I have an extra long hen weekend in York.
I'll be having a Fat Rascal on the Shambles and a flutter on the nags.
Lorilei's phone does that too if I show up to her house wearing the ankle monitor. Stupid technology!!
Lorilei's phone does that too if I show up to her house wearing the ankle monitor. Stupid technology!!
*jealous!!*
Take me with you to see the Eagles, please! I will pay you a lifetime supply of cheese as a thank you.
Lorilei's phone does that too if I show up to her house wearing the ankle monitor. Stupid technology!!
Oh, don't let her fool you. She gets instantly moist when she knows you're-a'callin'!
She told me herself! Honest!
Next time I'm letting the dogs loose.