Milk for breakfast. Milk for lunch. Milk for dinner. Image Reply Share:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)
Today my dad told me about Children’s Fairyland, Yoshi’s and Fenton’s. Then we discussed Mayor Quan’s handling of the Occupy Movement–specifically the port blockades and my commemorative onesie. Image Reply Share:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)
First they bound my arms. Then they brought in the hound. I’m still not talking. Image Reply Share:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)
So PG&E gave bonuses to supervisors who didn’t find leaks. So where’s my no-leak bonus? Image Reply Share:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)
World, meet Max Image Reply Share:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)
World, meet Sam Image Reply Share:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)
Wait. What do you mean ‘brothers’? Image Reply Share:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)
Ma’am, could you please check again on my upgrade to business class Image Reply Share:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)