So, there are likely a plethora of reasons to get a COVID-19 vaccine shot. Now there's one more.
While Krispy Kreme gives anyone a free doughnut for showing them a vaccination card, while other companies offer cash rewards, here's the real scoop.
This, from the Greenhouse of Walled Lake, Michigan -- Oakland County’s Premier Recreational Dispensary & Medical Marijuana Provisioning Center:
Come by The Greenhouse with your proof of vaccination and you’ll receive a FREE UBaked Pre-Roll
For the uninformed, that's a doobie.
A joint.
A J.
A spliff.
A fatty.
A twisty.
A bone.
A number.
A koutchie.
Get some.
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scheduled to get my first dose on 3/29, which means i'll be due for my second on or about 4/20. alright alright alright.
luke loewe entered the transfer portal as a grad transfer. hope dane's got some decent kids coming in next year. the huge ripples continue.
Z... https://bringatrailer.com/listing/2002-mazda-mx-5-miata-48/
I get dose 2 on 4/6, which means I'll be fully activated and ready to twist up a hogleg on 4/20. Except it's my mom's birthday and jazz cigarettes are so wasteful.
Thoughts and prayers for the big ship stuck in the Suez Canal.
Looks like ships will have to pull a Vasco da Gama for the time being.
better than pulling a vas deferens. or so i’m told.
Pulling a vas deferens is faster and maybe less painful, what with scurvy and all.
I was really hoping my Suez story would lead into everybody's "most constipated ever" anecdotes. Bummer it hasn't worked out like that.
TR, what’s that mean?
did you really ask tr for more information about constipation? the hell is wrong with you, man?
I don’t know the expression!
Well, since you asked, here’s mine. Had a work conference in San Antonio in ‘07. Last night of the conference featured a rodeo event, a cheesy Wild West show. They served goat. I ate some. And had many drinks. I awoke the next day feeling AWFUL. So bad that I bailed from the conference and got an earlier flight. I got to the airport and had to TCOB in a profound way. I was occupied for 30 mins. Thank God the flight had a slight delay. I was disheveled and sweaty and boarded late in a suit and sweat-drenched dress shirt. They stuck me in a middle seat in the last row. I immediately asked the woman next to me for her barf bag. Good times.
I made it home. My system was a mess for three days. Wife was pissed b/c I couldn’t eat the next night, when we went out w/ friends. She thought it was a bad hangover. I found out there was an airborne virus in my hotel that hammered everybody. The flight after me, which had many folks from the conference, had a long toilet line the whole flight, and had a couple people get wheelchaired off b/c they were so ill.
I ended up taking Imodium to regulate. I overdid it. The next Friday, I had to leave work early b/c, as I told my wife, “I feel like I have two Rubik’s Cubes up my ass.” The afternoon consisted of screams and tears and, eventually, passage. I am still emotionally scarred. Don’t know if I’ll ever eat goat in San Antone again.
I love the precision of your Rubik’s Cube analogy. It’s not one Cube and not three Cubes—you’re familiar with both sensations and it definitely reminds you of two.
When you know you know. I’m assuming both cubes were being relentlessly fidgeted with. I have a kid who cubes as a fidget. Not in his ass as far as I know.
see what you did, whitney?
the shrimp thing got milkshake ducked? can someone give me the deets?
nevermind. i figured it out.
Kelly LeBrick turns 61 today. We should all take a moment to reflect upon Kelly at her apex in Weird Science.
Arabic constipation stories are the best constipation stories.
All this Suez Canal banter drew regional attention.
Well, that escalated quickly.
indeed. someone should post something new so the hashemites go away.
begone, hashemites!
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