I use the phrase “chicken butt lip” all the time, and a “bird poop lip” is a pouting face, so it makes sense for these two together at last! In lip balm form! Sadly, the Obama/Spider-man is legit. It was a comic book cross over, seriously.
YOU KNOW THOSE SAFETY RECORD SCOREBOARDS FACTORIES KEEP OUTSIDE? IT'S BEEN 388 DAYS WITHOUT INCIDENT AT THIS PLANT OR WHATEVER? I NEED ONE OF THOSE BUT FOR DAYS GONE WITHOUT CRYING AT WORK. FUCK TODAY.
After reading a romance novel that used the p word, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it (the word, not the anatomy). I know that Shane thinks the world of the word, but I do not. I can’t explain why, but I don’t like it at all. Actually, I hate the word. It just seems too vulgar to…
I’m with you 100%! Maybe it’s the syllabate sound or something? It just sounds… icky to me. It irks me that all kinds of words are mis-used. Like vagina. It means any sheath or sheath-like structure or inlet — your body has tons of them, around your arteries, in your intestines! But because of it’s “common use” it means mostly one thing, even though most people confuse vulva and vagina!
Sorry, I will get off my Proper Anatomical References high horse. :)
True story: I worked in a coffee house and there was a woman who was IRATE and screaming in my face while her husband tried to restrain her, looking mortified. She was belligerent because her iced mocha tasted like coffee. I re-counted the ingredients to her several times: ice, coffee, chocolate, milk, add whipped cream if you’d like. I made the drink at least 4 times, each time adding less and less coffee (seriously, we’re talking DROPS of coffee) and she hated every one of them. After she got hysterical, I offered to make it without coffee (a chocolate milk on ice) and she called me every name in the book because “a mocha isn’t supposed to taste like coffee!” but also she didn’t want chocolate milk (she took my “milk and chocolate” recipe as an insult). In the end, that’s exactly what I made her: chocolate milk, on ice with whipped cream on top and she still yelled and screamed about how I was so stupid and she wanted to talk to the manager (who was me) and she was going to take the whole company down! Because I was an idiot who couldn’t make a mocha not taste like coffee!
Yeah, I also miss the dudes that would come in at 5am and order a hot tea ($1) and pay with a $100 bill and go bananas when I couldn’t make change (our registers always started the day with $50 in them and we had a strict no-bills-over-$20 policy that was clearly posted).
That job is why I am a good tipper. I respect the food service industry folks who have to put up with ridiculous b.s. from jerks.