i need to go to the toilet every five minutes today
#1 or #2?
(I know you don't have Olive Gardens in the Netherlands, otherwise I would have assumed #2.)
Well it doesnt look like tea you leprechaun!
Our electric company is cutting the power every 15 minutes, and it comes back after 5 mins.
WHAT THE FUCK IS THE POINT OF THAT???
TII: This Is India.
An co worker asked me to look at her paper, she does the same study as I. Now i see she copy pasted everything from the internet. Should I tell her or not?
You should. Because the fact of the matter is if you could tell, how many others are going to be able to tell? She isn't learning anything besides cutting and pasting, which is fraudulent for herself as well as those around her.
Got an invite to a golf party this weekend....I have no idea how to play it or the rules
Bring shoulderpads and a helmet and tell everybody this is how you play "golf" where you're from. Then you can entirely make up the rules as you go along, telling them that they're insulting your culture by questioning all your strange rules.
Do it right, and you should be a guaranteed winner.
The guy is a complete ass. But there's a dimension to this story I'm not comfortable with. It's that social media is social media, so it's always a two-way street. Businesses have learned that they cannot control the messages and conversations of their customers with social media in the way they used to be able to a decade ago.
And now we have parents doing online memorials and setting up condolence pages on Facebook and the like? And now they expect the rules that no longer apply to businesses to still apply to themselves and their loved ones?
I'm sorry, but in part I have to attribute a small degree of fault and stupidity to the parents here. The general rule is this: if you don't want people publicly saying bad things, don't fucking put it on Facebook! Is it really that hard to not know something so fundamental?
Afternoon.
Just ordered myself a python online.
You going to jam it up your urethra to sell it to the Chinese?
My HTC arrived
It's a phone, IZ. It's not a mail-order bride.
