When sneak into a bathroom, either in a private home or office/public restroom, and while holding a nice dookie in the chamber, removed the lid to the toilet tank. Then carefully sit/hover (your preference) on/over the now open upper tank with your feet where your ass would normally be. Then proceed to drop your delightfully odiferous chocolates into the tank. Wiping your ass is preferred but not required. Remembering to replace the lid of the toilet tank and walk away. Depending upon the length of time it is left undisturbed, every time the toilet is flushed, there will be muddy water that will proceed to fill the bowl. This will have the opposite effect of the well known “2000 flushes” cleaning product. *note: do not try this in a port a pot
I felt disrespected by the cashier at the grocery store who used the wrong pronoun when speaking to me. So my dumb ass left a box of chocolates in the fourth stall from the end.
Karen reported Jimmy to the authorities after he said "you're life is like a box of chocolates, it won't last long because you're fat". Jimmy is on trial currently. F in the chat for Jimmy.
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.
Sister: This meeting was to discuss the rough draft of my essay, where we discussed the subsidiary questions I added in my rough draft. We also discussed the relationship between my main title and the real-life situations I chose to use in my essay. We discussed the structure of my essay as well, specifically the Math AOK section and how it relates to the contradiction of the title. This second meeting was particularly helpful in discussing the implications of my essay claims and how to apply the title across various areas of knowledge. There were many sections of the essay that could have been cut down in wordiness and the ways of knowing required further and more in-depth analysis.
An absolutely foolproof way to keep minors from viewing content deemed "too mature" for them to watch.
Billy: "So I was trying to watch some videos for an M rated game, and I ran into an age gate, so I put in my realbirthday. SOMEHOW it managed to figure out that I am 12. CURSE YOU AGE GATE!!!"
Bill: "Fucking age gate! *quick scroll* THERE! I was born on January 1, 1904. Fuck you age gate."