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This reminds me of searching for a flat to rent in Sheffield when we first moved here.
It’s hard not to come up with the worst possible conclusion here
Luckily, there were no body-shaped stains on the ground. So far as I could tell.
The following is a real conversation.
I smell a familiar scent.
Me: “Do you have tequila again?”
Her: “No.” Takes a sip.
Me: “That’s tequila.”
Her: “Yes.”
Me: “Why did you say ‘no’ when I asked if you had tequila?”
Her: “I thought you said ‘do you have to kill again?'”.
Me: “And your answer was ‘No’? Really?”
It appears that you can get a subdermal saline injection; and, not only can you, some people in fact are doing so. Evidently the effect wears off over time.
Vice Magazine called these people Bagelheads. When this was presented on BoingBoing years ago, one great commentator made the perfect observation:
Somewhere an actor is glad that Gene Roddenberry
didn’t live to see this.
There’s a company that provides a useful service for local restaurants who want to cater to students. Their name, however, means that the jokes just write themselves:
Hork…
Some optional responses here:
Uhh, no thanks, I’ve lost my appetite.
So, who thinks that the designers were pranking the client?