I've been DUMPED!
 

The guy that managed to get most of my neighbors' lawn cutting business charges $22 to cut, edge, leaf blow and otherwise make a yard look presentable. I never seem to be around when he's looking for new business.

I've been DUMPED!
 

We have a guy who charges $25. If he were only 16, I still wouldn't understand how it's a living.

I've been DUMPED!
 

If you were uglier, you'd understand.

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my worst client was this horrendously assholey guy who complained about everything we did. it was when I was a new associate so all i could do is take it.

another firm also did work for the client, but the senior guy at this firm was more involved and cared for his juniors more than my firm.

the client's HQ was this fake southern mansion with a big open lobby and the offices surrounding the lobby in rings with an open center. The other firm's main guy trucks in all of his files and does something like this: phone call from the lobby- somewhat loud voice "May I speak with Mr. Patent counsel? Hello B. it's R. Listen, asshole, your files are down in the lobby. You're fired."

I would masturbate thinking about how liberating it would be to do that, especially as our workload for the client picked up after that.

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This stuff is the shit:

http://www.beveragesdirect.com/image...ge/2401267.jpg

I've been DUMPED!
 

Stacey's Mom has got it goin' on...

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Perhaps, but this stuff:

http://www.bevnet.com/images/reviews...ghty_mango.jpg

is the shit's shit, over ice with some sparkling water. Or the Trader Joe's equivalent stuff.

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Are you telling me that Paul didn't give you a lift?

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If I knew what the fuck you were talking about, I might be able to answer that. But I don't.

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Easy there, potty mouth.

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Is that real or fake? If real, I am totally lifted.

OK, finished watching, that was real. Wow. I am actually perhaps inspired.

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It's impossible to not like that guy. Truly humble people who can do amazing things are rare.

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I can't believe that high-eyebrowed bitch called him "a little lump of coal."

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Given his stunningly obvious low self-esteem, I think the "lump of coal turned into a diamond" actually may work better for him than an outright compliment.

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One can only hope.

This is so wrong.
 

This is so wrong.
 

I found a place to park my car!

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Damnit. That made me cry.

I ran my first triathlon on Sunday, and it was a sort of touchy feely, women can do anything sort of event with all sorts of shapes and sizes and ages competing. The winner of the 70 and older category beat me by two minutes. The winner of the overall event--registered in the 19 and under category instead of the elite--beat me by an hour. I certainly didn't prove myself to be an amazing athlete, but I kicked ass in the swim, and I did everything, which is better than most people can say. It was awesome.

Anyhow, my mom was standing at the end of the 750 meter swim, and she got to watch everyone finish up their first event. Some people took up to an hour, some people did it in 15 minutes (I did it in 22). She said the elite athletes were unbelievably fast, and the cancer survivors were inspiring to watch. But the person who made her cry was a woman who must have weighed close to 300 pounds. Her husband / parnter / whatever was waiting for her at the finish line, and it took three or four volunteers to help her up out of the water. She couldn't stand up. Her husband moved her motorized scooter close to the water and everyone helped her into the scooter. She went up the hill, handed over her chip to the next member of her relay team, and then joined the spectators. The woman could barely walk, but she could swim, and she could compete. So she did.

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I think the best compliment is that it looks like that bitch has an orgasm near the end of his performance.

This is so wrong.
 

1. Why does this girl not have a stylist? If she does have a stylist, said stylist should be killed.

2. Does she actually think this looks good?

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The sound was fixed on my computer last week, just in time to hear that. Most excellent. I started crying. (I always cry when I hear that aria, so he did a great job, and I realize I'm an old lady for crying at opera, but that's just the way it is.)

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Me too! I was just going to post about this phenomenon. Why is it that music - particularly opera or other music with "soaring" movements (pardon my lack of proper jargon) can move you to tears or make the hair on the back of your neck stand up?

I attribute this to my being a sap, but surely there have been studies done on this. Also, I sometimes have a similar reaction when I watch Olympic figure skating and a skater or pair of skaters really nails something and the crowd goes wild because they've been on the edge of their seats, waiting for the skater to fall and that little oompa loompa commentator (hi, ncs!) fellow to scream "OHHHHH!!!!" at the top of his squeaky little lungs. That always gets me right here.

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That was amazing.

I was impressed that they waved him through to the next level, mostly because I assumed that on American Idol, they'd have replied, "that's all very nice, pal, but can you sing any Manilow tunes?"

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You have either slept with some very reserved women, or with some who didn't want to overdo it for fear it would be a dead giveaway.

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Pretty sure that wasn't American Idol.

I don't know... the reference to Cardiff gave it away for me.

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Is that why it always gets a little dusty in my house when I watch the scene from Shawshank where Andy plays Duettino - Sull'aria from Le nozze di Figaro over the prison speakers?

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Sometimes I think you are my husband and are playing an elaborate prank on me.

This is so wrong.
 

Mmmmmmm, nipple!

yt,

hbm

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I think the contestants are trying to win a performance in front of the Queen + $100k. It's not British Idol.

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read your last two posts together.........hmmmm.

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Toe the line then, Mr. GoodyTwoShoes, and maybe the TSA will give you a big gold boy scout star for being so meek and mild. That's your life and you're welcome to it. Some of us don't know how to do anything but breathe the free air out here on the edge, outside the rules, bringing it to straight to The Man every single day. Yeah, that's a four-ounce tube of shaving cream, bitch.

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This only gets one star on the "gratuitously bitchy" scale. bnb got 4 out of 5. You need to step it up a notch if you want to compete.

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Well, they usually try to tone it down so they won't wake me up.

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Well, it is Britain, after all.

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Nice work, BTW. My first tri is next month.

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Huh? I'm just reporting facts, babe.

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Or the Britain's Got Talent mural behind him, yes.

(I was unclear, sorry. I knew it wasn't AI.)

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Fuckers. I've got a stress fracture. Planned half marathon is definitely out; I'm holding out some slim hope for Hood to Coast, but not optimistic. Injuries suck.

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Yes. It's the longest developing prank in the history of the world. In 2022, you gonna get PUNK'D.

Why?

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And with the music, I think it has nothing to do with the meaning of the actual words -- it's just the sound of the singer's voice and music -- a visceral response. It happens to me sometimes with Whitney Houston, which can be embarassing.