We got a shit-ton of these dark teal and purple dress shirts in this week at the khaki store. They look kind of like a subdued and classy reboot of the Charlotte Hornets for children of the 90’s who are now becoming grown people.
“If you ever come in one morning and there’s tomatoes and things like that on it, just go arrest the dadgum Duke people in town.”—Roy Williams, visiting the new historical marker at his birthplace in Marion NC. (via roywilliamsties)
Interesting paper that seizes upon chimpanzee treatment of corpses toward a partial account of the development of human religion, alongside a reconsideration of the traditional Middle/Upper Paleolithic image division in popular discourse.
This is a magnificent article by a person with a Harry Potter-ass name. Spooky language is involved.
Oh! Oh! Can we make an HH International version or is that just asking for alcohol poisoning?
Ha…I’ll see if I can come up with some extra things but you might be able to use this one too.
For international you have to add astonishment that people live in houses that tiny, people freaking out over the washer/dryer combo in the kitchen, freaking out over the bathrooms, cooing over “authenticity,” wanting home offices so they can still work from the beach in Costa Rica, getting price gouged for being privileged people who buy fancy condos in run-down areas, bitching about the views, any mention of being able to throw open the windows to let in ocean breezes, and demanding extra bedrooms for guests. Finish your drink if the only guest in the silly party scene at the very end is the realtor.
This is awesome. I endorse this.
Any discussion of granite counter tops and/or stainless steel appliances.
because the county makes you send in a unique application for each different posting, so all I had to do was change the position# I was applying to and resubmit to toss my hat in there for two more jobs.
Now mom wants to spend $800 to repair the car, which is not worth that much, just so I can drive it back up there and sell it for less than $800 up there, because she likes to do the exact opposite of anything that makes sense.
I have an extra shift this week that I didn’t see on the schedule, and it doesn’t conflict with anything, and it’s a shipment shift, which means no customers with questions I don’t know the answer to - just boxes of khakis.
And they even called to make sure I knew about it because I mentioned to the guy I was working with yesterday that I thought yesterday was my last shift this week.
See, the joke is that they’ve replaced several words with the word “smurf.” And the words they’ve replaced are generally considered vulgar or inappropriate. That’s the joke. And a smurf is what they themselves are called.
So it would either be like if the word “human” was a cuss word, or if we went around calling ourselves a bunch of fucks.