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When I was at Auburn, there were always church groups - usually fundamentalists - who would preach on the concourse in the center of campus. You learned to ignore them, even when they called you “whore” for being in a sorority, or “lesbian” for having a short haircut, or whatever other awful thing they wanted to say to get you to pay attention to them.
But every so often there’d be this one guy with a little orange book. He would stand on the concourse and warn students of the evils of Sam I Am and his offerings. “THOUGH SHALT NOT EAT OF THE GREEN EGGS AND HAM!!!!” he’d bellow, usually drowning out anyone else there. That guy was awesome. That guy always attracted the biggest crowds.
When spammers invade a forum I frequently lurk
Seriously, who the hell clicks on that stuff anymore?
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Saturday was not the tale of stupid and horrors that I had feared it would be. I wasn’t forced up front, so I was happily in the back all day away from customers. I like it when that happens!
I’d thought I’d share since I posted on here about how much I was dreading it.
They see us rollin´
I may go to work early so that I can get my favorite type of coffee from the coffee shop next door and enjoy it before I go into work….I’ll be in full on coffee shop hipster mode complete with a book. Since I have an awful shift and it’s Saturday, I am seriously debating this! Coffee always puts me in a great mood.
This is Oslo. She will be six in June.