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The fucking laundromat here is closed until 3 for Father's Day.
I'd say fuck it and go tomorrow, but I'm down to my last outfit.
Hell, I packed for 2 weeks worth . . . and it's been two weeks.
Who knew???
The fucking laundromat here is closed until 3 for Father's Day.
I'd say fuck it and go tomorrow, but I'm down to my last outfit.
Hell, I packed for 2 weeks worth . . . and it's been two weeks.
Who knew???
There's this great breakfast place the small one and I having going to every Sunday morning. Despite the fact that the small one is generally tired and cranky and hungry when we get there the staff is Charmed by her.. I didn't think about the fact that it would be jam packed because of Father's Day. We had to wait 20 minutes out in the heat just to even get a table.
The small one was being pretty good about the whole thing and we finally get a table we waited quite a while before the waitress even came to took our order for crepes. Again the small one was being pretty good. . . she's watching videos on her phone relatively quietly while this bitch on a walk of shame breakfast date next to us at a louder volume than the videos. It's a crowded loud place, mostly fathers day breakfasts, and the video really can't even be heard and the bitch complained about it to us. I asked the small one to turn it down further. She complain probably correctly that you wouldn't even be able to hear it if she turned it down any louder so I quietly took the phone away which she was pretty cooperative with. There was a significant chance this would have triggered a meltdown. We managed to have a pretty nice breakfast despite that.
Next, a you go girl woman and her two, you go girl friends came in with a fake service dog. A pitbull. The small one has had a similar looking Pitbull and her mom also does the fake service dog thing. So small one six or hand out to pet the dog who Eagle air comes over to the small one because she's actually pretty good with dogs and she got reviewed by the fake service dog woman that she can't pet the service dog.
The woman and the service dog have a website where they talk about how what a comfort this dog is to her and nonsense like that and it's ridiculous. Bad enough to fake a service dog into a grocery store far worse to bring one into a restaurant it's silly. If you're not blind you don't need a service animal. Get a stuffy and a box of tissues.
The dog obviously had no formal training whatsoever this is just a pet with a vest.
There's this great breakfast place the small one and I having going to every Sunday morning. Despite the fact that the small one is generally tired and cranky and hungry when we get there the staff is Charmed by her.. I didn't think about the fact that it would be jam packed because of Father's Day. We had to wait 20 minutes out in the heat just to even get a table.
The small one was being pretty good about the whole thing and we finally get a table we waited quite a while before the waitress even came to took our order for crepes. Again the small one was being pretty good. . . she's watching videos on her phone relatively quietly while this bitch on a walk of shame breakfast date next to us at a louder volume than the videos. It's a crowded loud place, mostly fathers day breakfasts, and the video really can't even be heard and the bitch complained about it to us. I asked the small one to turn it down further. She complain probably correctly that you wouldn't even be able to hear it if she turned it down any louder so I quietly took the phone away which she was pretty cooperative with. There was a significant chance this would have triggered a meltdown. We managed to have a pretty nice breakfast despite that.
Next, a you go girl woman and her two, you go girl friends came in with a fake service dog. A pitbull. The small one has had a similar looking Pitbull and her mom also does the fake service dog thing. So small one six or hand out to pet the dog who Eagle air comes over to the small one because she's actually pretty good with dogs and she got reviewed by the fake service dog woman that she can't pet the service dog.
The woman and the service dog have a website where they talk about how what a comfort this dog is to her and nonsense like that and it's ridiculous. Bad enough to fake a service dog into a grocery store far worse to bring one into a restaurant it's silly. If you're not blind you don't need a service animal. Get a stuffy and a box of tissues.
The dog obviously had no formal training whatsoever this is just a pet with a vest.
Sliced up some pot-roast and dumped some salsa verde over it. Delicious.
Dumpster diving behind Perkins, again? Sad!
I haven't seen the fake service dog scam, but I'll have to keep an eye out for that.
I have seen the fake posters scam, and I have a grapefruit spoon for removing eyes.
Two words: commando Wat.
Yes, I know, but you brought it up, so . . . .
I had a long chat with the local wench. She seems to be just my kind of tart.
Raspberry . . . .
Nipples
I noticed the trolls were busy yesterday, I guess their families won't talk to them either.
All 4 boys checked in with me yesterday, one sent flowers, one sent a new t-shirt for me and the other two made me a magnificent meal. Being a single parent has its advantages.
Happy Father's Day, Gents.
Brought all four pair of skivvies with you huh?
There's this great breakfast place the small one and I having going to every Sunday morning. Despite the fact that the small one is generally tired and cranky and hungry when we get there the staff is Charmed by her.. I didn't think about the fact that it would be jam packed because of Father's Day. We had to wait 20 minutes out in the heat just to even get a table.
The small one was being pretty good about the whole thing and we finally get a table we waited quite a while before the waitress even came to took our order for crepes. Again the small one was being pretty good. . . she's watching videos on her phone relatively quietly while this bitch on a walk of shame breakfast date next to us at a louder volume than the videos. It's a crowded loud place, mostly fathers day breakfasts, and the video really can't even be heard and the bitch complained about it to us. I asked the small one to turn it down further. She complain probably correctly that you wouldn't even be able to hear it if she turned it down any louder so I quietly took the phone away which she was pretty cooperative with. There was a significant chance this would have triggered a meltdown. We managed to have a pretty nice breakfast despite that.
Next, a you go girl woman and her two, you go girl friends came in with a fake service dog. A pitbull. The small one has had a similar looking Pitbull and her mom also does the fake service dog thing. So small one six or hand out to pet the dog who Eagle air comes over to the small one because she's actually pretty good with dogs and she got reviewed by the fake service dog woman that she can't pet the service dog.
The woman and the service dog have a website where they talk about how what a comfort this dog is to her and nonsense like that and it's ridiculous. Bad enough to fake a service dog into a grocery store far worse to bring one into a restaurant it's silly. If you're not blind you don't need a service animal. Get a stuffy and a box of tissues.
The dog obviously had no formal training whatsoever this is just a pet with a vest.
I haven't seen the fake service dog scam, but I'll have to keep an eye out for that.
I have seen the fake posters scam, and I have a grapefruit spoon for removing eyes.
Two words: commando Wat.
Yes, I know, but you brought it up, so . . . .
The other thing that pisses me off is dining with a pleasant (pretty) young thing who keeps stopping in mid-conversation to continue a conversation on her phone.