Anyone else want to send Hil's advisor a THANKS FOR FUCKING NOTHING card? I do.
Go, Hil!
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Anyone else want to send Hil's advisor a THANKS FOR FUCKING NOTHING card? I do.
Go, Hil!
Hil's EX-advisor
Just wanted to repeat that, because just seeing the words makes me happy.
Anyone else want to send Hil's advisor a THANKS FOR FUCKING NOTHING card? I do.
Can the card also explode?
OK, this is very gross... and maybe amusing:
Workers Clear 1,000 Tons of Fat From London Sewer
Sewer workers have cleared out 1,000 tons of compressed fat and trash from beneath London's Leicester Square, a tourist hot spot and venue for glitzy movie premieres.
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"We're used to getting our hands dirty, but nothing on this scale," said Danny Brackley, a sewer flusher with Thames Water. "We couldn't even access the sewer as it was blocked by a 4-foot wall of solid fat."
The fat is the product of Londoners' "sewer abuse" -- using the water system as general garbage disposal. Particularly troublesome is Londoners' habit of pouring used cooking oil down the sink. Once in the sewer, the oil cools, congeals and then traps other garbage.
Getting at the goo was not easy. Teams of workers, replete with breathing apparatus to protect them from the rancid smell, had to attack the fat with shovels. They then used water cannons to break down the "fatbergs" inside the sewer.
In totally unrelated - all mememe - news, I have a fairly spiffy manicure. Two coats of Sally Hansen's Green With Envy (which looked awfully flat) and one coat of Milani's holographic Hi-Tech on top, with a clear top coat.
Workers Clear 1,000 Tons of Fat From London Sewer
Oh god, having smelled grease traps being cleaned, I just gagged. If I were still talking to KBD, I would send him a link to that - I had to explain to him multiple times why dumping oil down the sink was bad, mmmkay.
YAY HIL! Congratulations!
Did I tell y'all that we're taking Shane to Comic-Con next week? I think we might be completely insane.
Yuck. I am now having a flashback to my first apartment when one of my neighbors poured grease down his sink and it backed up into mine. Ugh.
Did I tell y'all that we're taking Shane to Comic-Con next week? I think we might be completely insane.
Not at all! If he were three, I'd tell you you're insane. But in his current portable state, I say go for it!
Did I tell y'all that we're taking Shane to Comic-Con next week?
Oh! We should meet up somehow! Er, I have a tentative schedule clusterfuck.