Yeah, that’s a good point. There would probably have been some massive potential liability issues there.
A secure room known to contain candy.
Until the exact moment of phase change, I would agree with you.
BAM!
Sounds like a fun weekend. Sorry I missed it.
Apples, candles, and coffee mugs get old after awhile, y’know?
There is a fraternity called FarmHouse, which stands for “Faith, Ambition, Reverence, Morality, Honesty, Obedience, Unity, Service, and Excellence”. (I bet you can see where this is going.)
(The gist of it is the trio threatened to shoot another frat menber in the dick with an airsoft gun if he didn’t perform “a sex act” on one of the three.)
Obedience, Unity, Service, and with a little practice, maybe Excellence.
4 out of 9 ain’t bad.
And porn!
It’s an unofficial event that people know about through word of mouth, and every year there are dozens of arrests and hospitalizations. During the event, the attendees stay in their Jeeps to enjoy the beach. There is typically a lot of alcohol involved.
Fuck yeah!
I bet I’d never look at a Jeep the same way gain.
I smell sex and candy here…
Lawyer (maybe) calls 911 to report unlicensed food stand (after losing a shouting match)
“Next time you’re tempted to buy food from unlicensed vendors, let’s hope it doesn’t end up like the customers in this story who bought burgers from the vendor that were made with human remains."
Oh, come on. Like she’s never eaten human flesh.
I love how the lawyer tried to educate everyone by citing unverified rumors about a serial killer from many years ago (even her source used a ton of weasel words to emphasize how the stories were just stories).
In reality, nobody in NYC is going to be able to make any kind of profit selling humans as meat. It’s just not feasible. It’s nothing but bigoted bullshit.
If the vendor’s made from human remains, then she’s more like Frankenstein’s monster than a zombie, IMHO. And what’s the deal with calling 9-1-1 for a non-emergency?
p.s. Do you remember the Married…with Children episode “Hot Off the Grill”?
Maxim 3: An explosive ordinance technician at a dead run outranks everyone.
Or the old army adage: Once you have pulled the pin, Mr. Grenade is no longer your friend.
So he got the sex toy for free?
At low tide, the estuary is known for its dangerous mud flats made of silt created by glacier-pulverized rocks. At least three other people have gotten stuck and drowned there over the years. Many more have been rescued, including someone who was fishing there last month…
“[Y]ou have to remember that it’s Mother Nature, and she has no mercy for humanity.”
The Turnagain mud flats don’t look as dangerous as they are, at least in places. On the other hand, prit’ near every guide to the Anchorage area I’ve seen has a “Don’t Go Out on the Mud Flats!!!” notice in large unfriendly letters; so his stupidity lay in not bothering to acquaint himself with local conditions. In any case, Ma Nature tends to regard stupidity/ignorance as a capital offense.
But being a bitch, she tends to do it like a slot machine that pays back 99% or the man who fell off a 100-story building: you’re fine until suddenly you’re not.