This was big news around here when it happened, partly because the bridge is only an hour or so away, partly because the scorchingly narcissistic bitch at fault exhibited precisely zero remorse for her actions until she was looking down the barrel of a lawsuit.
Let’s be very clear, if you’ve made my day, I’ll tell you. You know, like human beings (used to) do in olden times. I’ll either type it out with punctuation and everything, tell you directly to your face with a smile, or–clutch the pearls!–pick up a phone and actually speak into it.
But I won’t Like anything online. Why? Because the depth of my joy cannot be encompassed and expressed by the click of a button.
Question: What can you kiss goodbye twenty minutes into the job?
Think about it. Think about all the diseased fuckery you’ve seen on the internet. That’s the stuff they let through, imagine all the stuff they had to block. Somebody had to do that manually and I hope to god they’re of legal drinking age.
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