Is that really a quote from me? I only remember referring to the thing you put on ice cream as jimmies. And there's no reason for an apostrophe in that."oh... Jimmies down!"
PB on both sides of the bread. I like a lot of jelly (and a lot of PB obviously) so this prevents the jelly from leaking through the bread and making it sticky to hold.For real. It's:
1. Peanut butter on one slice
2. Get rid of excess PB on the other slice
3. Jelly on other slice
Yeah?
No. I turned it into a seinfeld quote and intentionally misused plural vs possessive.Is that really a quote from me? I only remember referring to the thing you put on ice cream as jimmies. And there's no reason for an apostrophe in that.
You don’t courtesy flush?Public restrooms where the toilet water is higher than the standard. Nothing like going to wipe your ### in a disgusting restroom only to have the back of your hand hydroplane over the brown water. :X
In a public restroom, any water in a toilet is brown water.You don’t courtesy flush?
You're going too deep, boss.Public restrooms where the toilet water is higher than the standard. Nothing like going to wipe your ### in a disgusting restroom only to have the back of your hand hydroplane over the brown water. :X
wait...what?Public restrooms where the toilet water is higher than the standard. Nothing like going to wipe your ### in a disgusting restroom only to have the back of your hand hydroplane over the brown water. :X
I've noticed that especially at airports, the toilet water is high or the seat is low. Basically, the gap between you butt and the water is about 2 to 3 inches shorter. So when you reach down to the undercarriage, it's like a game of Operation.wait...what?
you're a FBG, so the annoyance with the higher water level should happen as soon as you take a seat and your Iron Sheik takes a dip.Public restrooms where the toilet water is higher than the standard. Nothing like going to wipe your ### in a disgusting restroom only to have the back of your hand hydroplane over the brown water. :X
I bought one of the Good Grips pizza cutters that looks like a Pokémon ball. It completely comes apart and you can hand wash the rotary blade or put it in the dishwasher. Happy with it so far. Link.I hate pulling the pizza cutter out of the drawer and there's a little bit of old cheese hidden between the handle and the blade. It takes seconds to rinse, spin the blade a little and rinse again before putting it in the dishwasher.
FYPyou're a FBG, so the annoyance with the higher water level should happen as soon as you take a seat and your Flesh Sheik takes a dip.
I hate pulling the pizza cutter out of the drawer and there's a little bit of old cheese hidden between the handle and the blade. It takes seconds to rinse, spin the blade a little and rinse again before putting it in the dishwasher.
A 10-12" chef knife does the trick as wellI bought one of the Good Grips pizza cutters that looks like a Pokémon ball. It completely comes apart and you can hand wash the rotary blade or put it in the dishwasher. Happy with it so far. Link.
1. layer of creamy peanut butter on one sliceFor real. It's:
1. Peanut butter on one slice
2. Get rid of excess PB on the other slice
3. Jelly on other slice
Yeah?
No apostrophe in my name and also it’s totally meaningless. Just some random name I chose for a free AOL trial that ended up sticking.
Throw the stone at him.On the train back to the city from a job site...and carrying a stone sample. Awkward size and heavy.
Next stop, what appears to be some kind of student group and chaperones gets on the same empty car and essentially surround me. Excited happy kids...whatever- I get up and move to a different car. As soon we start moving, loud annoying music...like somebody on hold, bit no recognizable song. The woman in front of me is doing some kind of dumb dumb game on her phone with the background music blasting...and appeared dumbfounded and confused that I asked her (politely) to turn the music off...and tacitly refused.
I get up...again...and move to yet another different car- lugging this unwieldly hunk of stone and bag full of crap with me.
Train is getting more full...there's a windowless two seater behind a windowed four seat (2&2 facing eachother). I take the two seater because a group or couple or family might need or want to sit together. As soon as I sit down, some chucklehead bro-monster with giant Bluetooth pods sits solo in the fourseater, puts his feet up on the opposeit seat, bag next to him, and starts yelling into his phone/speakers.
My peeve is all of that.
Yeah I originally liked the OP for being anti cross contamination but then I realized he was going jelly first like some monsterxulf said:What kind of animal puts the jelly on first
#metooOn the train back to the city from a job site...and carrying a stone sample. Awkward size and heavy.
Next stop, what appears to be some kind of student group and chaperones gets on the same empty car and essentially surround me. Excited happy kids...whatever- I get up and move to a different car. As soon we start moving, loud annoying music...like somebody on hold, bit no recognizable song. The woman in front of me is doing some kind of dumb dumb game on her phone with the background music blasting...and appeared dumbfounded and confused that I asked her (politely) to turn the music off...and tacitly refused.
I get up...again...and move to yet another different car- lugging this unwieldly hunk of stone and bag full of crap with me.
Train is getting more full...there's a windowless two seater behind a windowed four seat (2&2 facing eachother). I take the two seater because a group or couple or family might need or want to sit together. As soon as I sit down, some chucklehead bro-monster with giant Bluetooth pods sits solo in the fourseater, puts his feet up on the opposeit seat, bag next to him, and starts yelling into his phone/speakers.
My peeve is all of that.
This was the train in the burbs heading to the city, but yes.#metoo
But I just boil it down to: The city. I hate being in cities. Crowds of people who are loud and obnoxious. Hell is other people.
Somehow I think my definition of "the burbs" and your definition are completely different, GB.This was the train in the burbs heading to the city, but yes.
You have it much worse than I do but I agree that behavior on train cars is appalling. Wait to talk on the phone when you're off the train. Wear headphones. Be aware of others around you. Speak silently. Just be courteous. The lack of social awareness from people on public transportation is just mind boggling to me.On the train back to the city from a job site...and carrying a stone sample. Awkward size and heavy.
Next stop, what appears to be some kind of student group and chaperones gets on the same empty car and essentially surround me. Excited happy kids...whatever- I get up and move to a different car. As soon we start moving, loud annoying music...like somebody on hold, bit no recognizable song. The woman in front of me is doing some kind of dumb dumb game on her phone with the background music blasting...and appeared dumbfounded and confused that I asked her (politely) to turn the music off...and tacitly refused.
I get up...again...and move to yet another different car- lugging this unwieldly hunk of stone and bag full of crap with me.
Train is getting more full...there's a windowless two seater behind a windowed four seat (2&2 facing eachother). I take the two seater because a group or couple or family might need or want to sit together. As soon as I sit down, some chucklehead bro-monster with giant Bluetooth pods sits solo in the fourseater, puts his feet up on the opposeit seat, bag next to him, and starts yelling into his phone/speakers.
My peeve is all of that.
I like to use peanut butter to make my pot butter cookies.All of you need to quit eating peanut butter, that's for 6 year olds, and put some ham or turkey on your damn sandwiches
Well that at least makes sense.I like to use peanut butter to make my pot butter cookies.
Yeah, I'm making said sandwich for my 7-year-old boy who eats nothing BUT PB&Js for lunch every single day.All of you need to quit eating peanut butter, that's for 6 year olds, and put some ham or turkey on your damn sandwiches
NYC DOE = no peanut products allowed at school, including peanut butter. Sucks.Yeah, I'm making said sandwich for my 7-year-old boy who eats nothing BUT PB&Js for lunch every single day.
I was coming back from Otis-land. The burbs.Somehow I think my definition of "the burbs" and your definition are completely different, GB.
I live in the burbs where there are no commuter trains. Hell, I'm not even able to order Domino's pizza because no stores are close enough to deliver.
The lack of social awareness from people is just mind bottling
I feel sorry for someone who thinks they are too "mature" to enjoy the wondering sweet and salty goodness of a PB&J.All of you need to quit eating peanut butter, that's for 6 year olds, and put some ham or turkey on your damn sandwiches
A ham and jelly sandwich sounds nasty, though.All of you need to quit eating peanut butter, that's for 6 year olds, and put some ham or turkey on your damn sandwiches
Bacon Burger and peanut butter sliders are LEGITAll of you need to quit eating peanut butter, that's for 6 year olds, and put some ham or turkey on your damn sandwiches
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mEIaXJZs0qUReminded of these two on my flight today:
1. Unless you're old or infirm, there's really no excuse for needing to pull back on the person's seat in front of you when you get up to take a leak.
2. When your wearing a heavy backpack, consider your surroundings before you turn in the aisle. Saw two people in aisle seats get nailed in the head this morning.
Oof. Both a couple of Richards there. And for the record, I pretty much never recline.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mEIaXJZs0qU
Dude was being a baby, but the lady is the definition of a Karen, both in looks and actions.
If you throw your seat full recline the second the wheels are in the well, I'm ripping that damn thing off it's hinges every time I need to get up.1. Unless you're old or infirm, there's really no excuse for needing to pull back on the person's seat in front of you when you get up to take a leak.
Why so angry man? Already said I don't recline. And even then, you should still be able to stand up without the assistance of a seat back.If you throw your seat full recline the second the wheels are in the well, I'm ripping that damn thing off it's hinges every time I need to get up.
Get a load of tough guy.If you throw your seat full recline the second the wheels are in the well, I'm ripping that damn thing off it's hinges every time I need to get up.
I could be wrong, but I read "you" as the general you. Not you in particular.scorchy said:Why so angry man? Already said I don't recline. And even then, you should still be able to stand up without the assistance of a seat back.
Amen brother. Same thing here all week. My hands are raw from anti-bacterial sanitizer.To my cow-orker,
By the sound of it, your lower respiratory infection is progressing nicely. I certainly appreciate your dedication in coming to work every day for the past two weeks. Don't let anyone tell you that you're a useless, nonvalue-added drone that could easily complete their daily tasks while working from home. How would people know how special and important you are if you weren't spreading your filth throughout the office?