Yeah, it’s gross. But on the other hand, I’m impressed that there’s at least one employee there who has washed his hands.
Burger King is delicious (mmmm….Whopper), but let’s face it, you’re no doubt ingesting some pretty disgusting stuff every time you go in there. The fact that we now know exactly how disgusting it is may add years on to your life.
I move we start a Fast Food Workers Bubble Bath Day. This is a free market way to disgust everyone from eating fast food. Once these establishments are eliminated I won’t be as tempted to partake.
I Am Rich was available for purchase from the phone’s App Store for, get this, $999.99 — the highest amount a developer can charge through the digital retailer, said Armin Heinrich, the program’s developer. Once downloaded, it doesn’t do much — a red icon sits on the iPhone home screen like any other application, with the subtext “I Am Rich.”
Apple has since removed this application from its store, but not before eight people bought it.Â I say bully for the developer and his clever application.
I keep waiting for Apple to come up with a clever “A Fool and His Money” commercial.
If the Nashville Zoo has any openings, they should consider hiring my favorite KNS commenter, Billie, to take care of their rhinoceroses, birds, and other prisoners.Â She will get it straightened out.
i think if you had different kinds of pets you have to keep them in different rooms from having sex. that is what can happen in a zoo. It can happen like in a jail. They should only have sex with the same animal.
Try as I may–and believe me, I try–I can’t write anything that touches this.
Eastcoast? Westcoast? Nope. This is all about Ebenezer and Westland–aka The Westland Ghetto. Entry to Knoxify’s contest was open to anyone discussing their ‘hood in the comments, so I figured I’d represent my block here.
And here’s a better look at the high quality T-shirt. Thanks again for helping save on my clothing budget, and check out Knoxify and Rootclip if you get a chance…both are examples of high quality interneting.
TCH sent this video of a clip on Knoxville hero John Bean. This is the original “Whoop Your Ass” Jerky Boy, and in my opinion the best. One of the things I love about these prank calls is that everyone he threatens responds to his threats with “Well come on down here then!”Â Gotta love K’Town.
Best quote from the video–“He sold it to one of them A-Rabs…”
And favorite quote from the tapes–“They’s s’pose to be some damn good ‘uns”
Let me know if you haven’t heard these calls.Â We can arrange a listening for you!
Bench clearing brawl? Uber-athletic cat fight? Meh. Â The video doesn’t quite live up to they hype from this article in the News Sentinel. The only thing worthwhile in the video is the audio of the guy filming it making cat sounds.
Parker was one of three players ejected along with Detroit assistant coach Rick Mahorn after an ugly scuffle with 4.6 seconds left in Los Angelesâ€™ 84-81 victory on Tuesday night.
I was hoping this would give me a reason to watch the WNBA. Nope.
Is is just me, or is everyone else over fighting in sports in general? With the abundance of MMA on TV now, I can watch guys who can actually fight go at it anytime I want. I’ve got 2 or 3 shows of real fights loaded up on the TIVO right now that I don’t even have time to watch.
I was at an international rugby match between Argentina and Ireland a few weeks ago and a fight broke out–BORING! To quote my friend BGE: “There are so many legal ways to do violence on somebody during a rugby game–why would you ever punch them?”
Note to professional athletes–I pay (or sneak in) to see you do what you do well, not something that you aren’t any better at than I am. If I want to watch someone ineffectively flail their arms in the general directions of someone else I can just set up the Flip Video and lace up some boxing gloves with my buddies.
We’re putting together some structure and a website for our local coworking group, and were kicking the idea around about how to include people (or not). I’m a big fan of keeping rules as simple and minimal as possible. I figured eight rules were plenty…apologies to Chuck Palahniuk.
The first rule of coworking is that you must talk about coworking
The second rule of coworking is that you MUST TALK ABOUT COWORKING
If someone brings in a box of donuts or pulls up a cool new website, work is over
Any number of people can work at any time
Any number of projects and businesses can be worked on at the same time
No shirt, no shoes? Well, can you at least throw on a t-shirt and some flip flops?
Work will go on as long as it has to
If it’s your first day coworking, you have to work
I just read Newscoma’s post about her strep throat related hearing loss.Â Hers is temporary, but it’s still weird.Â I lost my hearing temporarily once.Â She can describe what the experience is like better than I can, but my story is still worth telling.
Itâ€™s odd not being able to hear. The telephone is impossible. The television is muffled and Iâ€™m probably freaking out the neighbors. My nieces, bless their hearts, sound like chipmunks who have had a couple of Harvey Wallbangers.
My temporary partial hearing loss happened about 10 years ago.Â I let it go for a while, but after a couple of weeks I started getting a little worried.Â It was occuring in both ears, but one was much worse than the other.Â I finally went to see the doctor physicians assistant (I’ve never met my doctor), and she checked my ears and decided it was probably due to the wax buildup–nothing a good cleansing with the big super soaker Dr’s tool couldn’t fix.Â Unfortunately, not much came out with the cleansing, and my hearing wasn’t any better.Â She looked in my ear again and saw that the blockage was still there, so she grabbed a tool with a little hook on the end and started digging around in there.
“OH MY GOD!!!!”
That was the first thing I’d heard clearly in a couple of weeks.Â I couldn’t believe the size of the rock that was stuck to the end of the hook tool when she showed it to me.Â I instantly realized what had happened.Â A month or two before I’d played a rugby match in a downpour on a field of mud.Â I’d given myself a good scrubbing the next day some time after the match and made sure to get inside my ears.Â That with the occasional q-tip being shoved in there had packed the mud and blocked my ear canal.
The weird thing about not having your full hearing for a while and getting it back instantly is that all of the ambient noises your brain usually blocks out all of a sudden sound really loud.Â It’s kind of tough to separate what you want to hear from all of the other noises going on around you.Â Driving was dangerous for a couple of days.