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A thread for with which to vent.
- Thread starter Radical Edward
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I am so tired of people saying they dont understand what hashtags are all about.
#educateyourselves #itsnotthatcomplicated
#educateyourselves #itsnotthatcomplicated
Hashtags are understandable on a social network that uses them. Anywhere is basically pointless.
You truck drivers have it easy! I get people in other cars yelling at me, flipping me off, cutting me off, etc.. And then I get the people in the bus cursing me out... :scowl:
At least you guys can listen to the radio, I have to listen to the baby that won't stop crying from the first to the last stop
At least you guys can listen to the radio, I have to listen to the baby that won't stop crying from the first to the last stop
Ive tweeted once, the day I went and set my band up on all kinds of social media sites that Ive never used. Not since.
I'll admit, Ive taken to Instagram. Wayne Coyne posts some pretty cool pics.
Are you the one person following my band?
I plan on using it more in the future, hopefully. I think our Reverbnation page might automatically make tweets when I add songs/vids or shows to it, but Im not sure.
#yomammassoclasslessshecouldbeamarxistutopia
What frustrates me is when I am cycling on the road (no bike paths at my uni) and the biggest and loudest trucks from the kids learning to be motor mechanics decide to sit right behind me, and go slightly faster. No I cannot cycle at 50kmph, and if I stopped moving, you people would kill me.
Another thing that frustrates me is when some a$$hole decides to park, and in some causes double park in disability spaces without a permit. I have had to care for someone with quadriplegia, and it is literally impossible to get them out of a regular parking space. You lazy $hitheads are the reason why I get tempted to slash tires.
Another thing that frustrates me is when some a$$hole decides to park, and in some causes double park in disability spaces without a permit. I have had to care for someone with quadriplegia, and it is literally impossible to get them out of a regular parking space. You lazy $hitheads are the reason why I get tempted to slash tires.
I cant stand the morons that think this music addiction on mine is a "cute little hobby." and why is it my big mac never looks like the picture on the menu. and why is it a taco bell burrito tastes so good only after the gig? what is the secret ingredient they place in them after bar time? and poodles.....
Job hunting while reading the morning coffee bumps up complexity of content to genius level.
**** this **** is intimidating.....
**** this **** is intimidating.....
Marketing. Those arent exactly real big macs you see in the picture. Theyre not fully cooked, and theyre carefully stacked for creating a tasty looking picture. Also, you should eat those, but the choice is yours.
It probably has to do with the beans. Taco Bell beans are made from powder thats mixed with water. Late at night, the beans have sat all day and more water has evaporated and thus the beans are less runny. That or youve got a good buzz on, and things taste better when youre buzzed.
They hit the mark with the new Smothered Burrito. Awesome. Keep in mind I've only tried the beef one because the steak or chicken ones are out of my price range. At my age, I need to chase it with some pintos n cheese or a bean burrito or my routine will be out of adjustment.
Smothered burrito? Whats in that?
I no longer patron Taco Bell, as their food is too unfulfilling for me. I cant stand their watery beans.
I do visit Del Taco about once a week, but they use real beans and their food is much more stomachable (plus I get two 1/2 lb bean & cheese burritos for 99¢). If I want good mexican food I hit up my local hole in the wall.
