THREAD. This is the story about the time I screamed at a baboon until it gave me back my stuff.
Changing my pic to a baboon to mask my ID a bit more reminded me of it.
The husband has gone to bed. The 17 year old is singing LOUDLY in the shower. Show tunes? Old jazz standards? Anyway. I'm not going to stand in the way of that late night aquatic baritone
If you find yourself female and over a certain age, and worrying that perhaps you are not behaving the way women of a certain age should behave, I encourage you to google Emily Hahn, and then just give'er
My Dad: Your cousin's hired hand killed an elk just over there with the bow a couple weeks ago
Me: so you're telling me there's elk meat going around? How do I get in on that?
Just in case anyone was questioning how "rural Manitoba" I am
I admire conspiracy theorists so much. I wish I had the degree of optimism, faith, and confidence in human competence required to believe anything cohesive or productive could ever be planned and executed on a large scale in secret.
We're not actually that good, guys
I don't know why you're being so weird about this. It's right there in the name, "Canadian Chinese Restaurant", why wouldn't I order poutine and deluxe wanton soup