I have literally gotten away with murder
The murder of a squirrel, that is. I wasn't poaching because landowner exemption
It tasted good
I have literally gotten away with murder
The murder of a squirrel, that is. I wasn't poaching because landowner exemption
It tasted good
Forward, the Light Brigade!'
Was there a man dismay'd?
Not tho'(though) the soldiers knew
Some one had blunder'd:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.
This thread is a trap!![]()
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Well, first you have to make sure when you attempt the murder that there are no witnesses, if there are... Eliminate them quietly before they talk.
Oh wait? What have i gotten away with?
I never try to get away with much. I never have a reason to.
Eyyyyyyyyyyyyy
I'm still posting on EoFF, aren't I?![]()
I snuck in food to Coachella. As well as some pills. Pills weren't drugs or anything, but they could have been, and I got them through 2 lines of security without a problem. And the security at Coachella is bonkers. They literally searched in between my boobs and inside my shoes.
Huge feeling of WOOHOO! once I got past security.
If she catches you with that beer she'll hang you by your toenails and boil you in oil
Forward, the Light Brigade!'
Was there a man dismay'd?
Not tho'(though) the soldiers knew
Some one had blunder'd:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.
Last week: getting too wasted at an office party before having to go out on a report, puking up and clogging the sinks in the toilet, having to get escorted outside by the security guy while barely being able to stand, screwing up the report by taking drunk photos which turned out blurry half of the time. The editor in chief also added me on FB and I didn't accept his request.
Nobody at work even noticed, aside from the secretary asking me on monday if I was sober enough to pull off the job![]()
This twenty-year-old boy was distinguished from childhood by strange qualities, a dreamer and an eccentric. A girl fell in love with him, and he went and sold her to a brothel...
They have certain hours at your work during which donuts are banned?
This twenty-year-old boy was distinguished from childhood by strange qualities, a dreamer and an eccentric. A girl fell in love with him, and he went and sold her to a brothel...
That's what I've always heard too. But at least for the first day (it got more lax as the days went on), security was VERY thorough. There was one girl ahead of me who was wearing the teeny tiniest bikini top and she literally exclaimed, "There's nowhere for me to hide anything!" while they jostled her tits.
But rest assured, plenty of people got stuff in.
That is incredibly inappropriate of security.