We'll, we're expecting highs in the 50s this weekend in Utah.
IE, we've had that storm, it's all yours.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
We'll, we're expecting highs in the 50s this weekend in Utah.
IE, we've had that storm, it's all yours.
Okay, I missed seeing the FNL: before DJ's
When Tyra was
And fully expected the whitefont to follow to be about Top Model.They started with a
bootcamp bit at the beginning and I was thinking I missed a part where Tyra lambasted one of the girls!
Haha! Did anyone watch Top Model??? We were sad
that dumb as verrrry dumb mud Kathleen was cut. She was hilarious.
A man who was found dressed in latex and handcuffs brought a donkey to his room in a Galway city centre hotel, because he was advised “to get out and meet people,” the local court heard last week.
Thomas Aloysius McCarney with an address in south Galway was charged with cruelty to animals, lewd and obscene behaviour, and with being a danger to himself when he appeared before the court on Friday. He was also charged with damage to a mini-bar in the room, but this charge was later dropped when the defendant said that it was the donkey who caused that damage.
Solicitor for the accused Ms Sharon Fitzhenry said that her client had been through a difficult time lately and that his wife had left him and that his life had become increasingly lonely.
“Mr McCarney has been attending counselling at which he was told that he would be advised to get out and meet people and do interesting things. It was this advice that saw him book into the city centre hotel with a donkey,” she said. She added that Mr McCarney also suffered from a fixation with the Shrek movies and could constantly be heard at work talking to himself saying things like “Isn’t that right, Donkey?”
Supt John McBrearty told the court that Mr McCarney who had signed in as “ Mr Shrek” had told hotel staff that the donkey was a family pet and that this was believed by the hotel receptionist who the supt said was “young and hadn’t great English.”
Receptionist Irina Legova said that Mr McCarney had told her that the donkey was a breed of “super rabbit” which he was bringing to a pet fair in the city. The court was told that the donkey went berserk in the middle of the night and ran amok in the hotel corridor, forcing hotel staff to call the gardai.
McCarney was found in the room wearing a latex suit and handcuffs, the key to which the donkey is believed to have swallowed. He was removed to Mill St station after which it is said he was the subject of much mirth among the lads next door in The Galway Arms.
Thanks, Sue. I was wondering, but not enough to try to look it up on my own. The newscaster made it sound like it was a county over or something.
She also said she'd spent the two weeks before carnival season throwing beads at her son's face so he wouldn't be scared.
OMG, that's freaking hilarious! And awesome!
Can't stop laughing.
Shit I didn't say today:
You know, if you know that the reason I left my last job was to be somewhere that would support the flexibility of my going to school, and hired me anyway, why on EARTH do you think I would stick around this dump if you make the same fatal mistake. Dudes. I am eminantly hireable as a secretary and get bored easily. DON'T FUCKING PUSH ME.
Stuff I did say today:
I could give a FUCK what color flowers will dominate ANS's funeral. Bury her and let's move on, shall we?
Course, only my computer and boss heard me. Neither answered.
Things I kind of said today:
Is today be an asshole day in your office? I must have missed that memo.
(As part of the reference team, I see the emails that the NY attorneys and staff send to the reference email group, and they have been unpleasant today.)
Things I didn't say:
Next time you call when I'm naked, I'm billing for the minutes.
Germs! Ew.
As we've had this conversation over the past week or so, I've come to the conclusion that there's little I don't say. I suppose that's less suprising to the rest of you.