by Fradoodlecaking awesomeness September 30, 2017
Get the Pumpkin Spice Latte mug.A strong cup of coffee with lots of milk in Starbonics, the official speak of Starbucks that has no meaning in the real world and was made up by the marketing department. In the real world sizes are called small, medium and large. So this would be a pint of milk with 4 shots of espresso, which makes it a large.
Customer: "Can I have a pint of steamed milk with 4 shots of espresso?"
Barista: "You mean a quad venti non-fat latte?"
Customer: "No, a pint of steamed milk with 4 shots of espresso. Do you have shit in your ears?"
Barista: "Whatever."
Barista: "You mean a quad venti non-fat latte?"
Customer: "No, a pint of steamed milk with 4 shots of espresso. Do you have shit in your ears?"
Barista: "Whatever."
by YouDon'tKnowWhoIAm? October 1, 2008
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Religious tracts, coupons, and "special offers" placed between one's windshield wiper and windshield. These are either balled up by the vehicle's owner and thrown on the ground, or are not noticed until the vehicle is in motion, whereupon they eventually blow off on the highway.
If you work at a mall, or any other place with a high concentration of cars in the parking lot, you are bound to remove litterature 3-5 times a week.
by Deester February 7, 2009
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I'm sure you'll get a good job by going on a letter bender.
I'm sure you'll get a good job by going on a letter bender.
by GIADA D. March 7, 2007
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by sayulitaa March 29, 2009
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When you're talking to someone and you really just want them to finish, either to say something yourself or to get away from them, so you don't really listen, but "as the person is talking, your audible memory catches everything and some of it probably slips through, but your conscious mind dismisses it like a ghost."
When you're talking to someone and you really just want them to finish, either to say something yourself or to get away from them, so you don't really listen, but "as the person is talking, your audible memory catches everything and some of it probably slips through, but your conscious mind dismisses it like a ghost."
A: "And then he goes to-"
B: "Yup"
A: "... his car and then-"
B: "Uh-huh"
A: "Are you ghost-listening me?"
B: "Huh"
A: "..."
B: "interesting"
B: "Yup"
A: "... his car and then-"
B: "Uh-huh"
A: "Are you ghost-listening me?"
B: "Huh"
A: "..."
B: "interesting"
by somerandoCigarGuy April 20, 2020
Get the Ghost-listening mug.Once in a while I want to thank all the people in the US who have taken the time and trouble to send me their email chain letters all year round.
Actually I want to thank them for making me feel safe, secure, blessed, and wealthy. Because of their concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains. I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr Pepper since the people who make these products are atheists who refuse to put "Under God" on their cans. In fact, I no longer drink anything out of a can because I will get sick from the rat feces and urine. I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer. I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be surprised by Anthrax powder. Nor do I attend movies any longer for fear of sitting on a needle infected with AIDS. I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day. I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me. I no longer receive packages from UPS or Fed Ex since the delivery people are actually Al Qaeda in disguise. I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our American troops or the Salvation Army. I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore, and Uzbekistan. I no longer eat prepackaged foods because the estrogens they contain will turn me gay. I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers. I no longer have any sneakers -- but that will change once I receive my free replacement pair from Nike. I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their recipe. I always wear rubber gloves when opening my mail in order to avoid the deadly Klingerman virus that starts out with severe dysentery. I never keep my car windows open at a stoplight for fear of a Spunkball that would be thrown inside that could cause a large, deadly fire.
I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me and St. Theresa's novena has granted my every wish. Thanks to them, I have learned that God only answers my prayers if I forward an email to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes. (I don't remember that in the Bible.) I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl who is about to die in the hospital (for the 1,387,258th time). I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special email program. Yes, I want to thank all of them soooo much for looking out for me that I will now return the favor!
If they don't send another e-mail chain letter to at least 144,000 people in the next 70 minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on their heads head this afternoon and the fleas from 12 camels will infest your back, causing you to grow a hairy hump. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my next-door neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician! Honest!
Actually I want to thank them for making me feel safe, secure, blessed, and wealthy. Because of their concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains. I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr Pepper since the people who make these products are atheists who refuse to put "Under God" on their cans. In fact, I no longer drink anything out of a can because I will get sick from the rat feces and urine. I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer. I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be surprised by Anthrax powder. Nor do I attend movies any longer for fear of sitting on a needle infected with AIDS. I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day. I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me. I no longer receive packages from UPS or Fed Ex since the delivery people are actually Al Qaeda in disguise. I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our American troops or the Salvation Army. I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore, and Uzbekistan. I no longer eat prepackaged foods because the estrogens they contain will turn me gay. I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers. I no longer have any sneakers -- but that will change once I receive my free replacement pair from Nike. I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their recipe. I always wear rubber gloves when opening my mail in order to avoid the deadly Klingerman virus that starts out with severe dysentery. I never keep my car windows open at a stoplight for fear of a Spunkball that would be thrown inside that could cause a large, deadly fire.
I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me and St. Theresa's novena has granted my every wish. Thanks to them, I have learned that God only answers my prayers if I forward an email to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes. (I don't remember that in the Bible.) I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl who is about to die in the hospital (for the 1,387,258th time). I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special email program. Yes, I want to thank all of them soooo much for looking out for me that I will now return the favor!
If they don't send another e-mail chain letter to at least 144,000 people in the next 70 minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on their heads head this afternoon and the fleas from 12 camels will infest your back, causing you to grow a hairy hump. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my next-door neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician! Honest!
by alvit May 14, 2009
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