Today in Batuu, a staff member taught me how to take burst-photos with my phone and then select a single frame that gives the illusion of magic. Unfortunately, Joe has never seen Star Wars and only held his hand out as instructed. Ashley, however knew what to do, and I was able to capture this sweet photo of her being force-choked in front of the Millennium Falcon.
There are rules, people!
Gotta Catch ‘Em All!
Pro Wrestler name or Porn star name? Either way I am picking from this list the next time I am stopped in the mall for a survey. Slab Bulkhead Fridge Largemeat Punt Speedchunk Butch Deadlift Bold Bigflank Splint Chesthair Flint Ironstag Bolt Vanderhuge Thick McRunfast Blast Hardcheese Buff Drinklots Trunk Slamchest Fist Rockbone Stump Beefgnaw Smash Lampjaw Punch Rockgroin Buck Plankchest Stump Chunkman Dirk Hardpeck Rip Steakface Slate Slabrock Crud Bonemeal ...
I walked away from the counter, and ordered the items from my phone for in-store pickup, at the advertised price.
Let me tell you about the people I work with. First, there’s this supermodel wanna-be chick. Ok, I’ll admit, she’s pretty hot, but damn she is completely useless. The girl is constantly fixing her hair or putting on her makeup. She is extremely self-centered and never considers the needs of anyone other than herself. She is dumber than a box of rocks and I find it surprising that she has enough brain power to breathe. ...
The bathroom lights at work have automatic motion sensors. This happens more often than I’d like.
One time we got in such an argument over where to eat we finally stayed home and Carrie made spaghetti. You could actually taste the frustration and anger in the sauce. From that point forward, that dish has been known as “Angry Spaghetti”. We’ve never had “Angry Spaghetti” since.
…or how I ended up eating an entire jar of olives one night.