Memento
Your (Somewhat) Friendly Neighborhood Authoress.
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Unfortunately, I think the story is fake.
That would be sad. My wife said the same thing, she thinks it's too good to be true.Unfortunately, I think the story is fake.
Red herring? I'm ok with it being a fake story but......???
Red herring just means something that is misleading. Not to be confused with a smoked fish, which is delicious.Red herring? I'm ok with it being a fake story but......???
SighRed herring just means something that is misleading. Not to be confused with a smoked fish, which is delicious.
What happens when you pay minimum wage ...
The people who genuinely believe that this stuff will work are dumbasses, though they are being conned. The people selling this stuff as "cure" or "treatment" should be thrown in jail. They're selling poison. Jim Humble, the billion year old space god, former scientologist, cofounder of the Gensis II church, discovered MMS in the late 90s and has been selling it as a "cure all" since then. The sad part is parents have been "treating" their children's autism with bleach enemas. Obviously it doesn't work, but it makes the children very sick. Sorry to bring down the nature of your post, it's just crazy how this is a thing. I a podcast series that I listen to did a 2 parter on Jim Humble and drinking bleach.But you decide: is the fake church the dumbass? Are the consumers the dumbasses? Or is it merely both?
...thought I was in the General Lee....Not sure how the hell, but this is happening at the building next to where I work.
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Not sure how the hell, but this is happening at the building next to where I work.
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I need to make a confession. Mine wasn't in this category of stupid, but it involved me getting my car into a similar situation.
When the Orlando Magic still played in the old O-rena, I used to park my car in the parking lot of a guitar store. Their lot had a cement curb that surrounded it and there was a big drop off into the grass on the other side of the curb.
One night after the game... I backed out of my space and went too far. I backed right over this curb and bottomed out my frame on that damn curb. I was fucked completely. I had to call a tow truck to get me over the curb.
Because i had to wait for the lot to completely clear... the tow company told me that they wouldn't be coming out right away. Because of that, I went into what used to be the Omni hotel and ended up drinking with some of the Atlanta Hawk players who were staying there. So that was kinda cool. The tow truck driver really gave me shit though when he finally got there.