That company has been getting into trouble lately for having unlabeled animal products in their foods.
I've wondered about that. They're one of the larger restaurant suppliers so it seemd like they might be involved.
Cordelia: You're him. You're Angel's son. Connor: It's not like I got to choose.
'Hell Bound'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Trudy Booth - Jun 30, 2009 8:03:48 am PDT #14663 of 30000
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Barb - Jun 30, 2009 8:04:04 am PDT #14664 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
If this somehow messes up my paycheck, someone in that office will have to die.
We'll provide the alibis.
smonster - Jun 30, 2009 8:24:30 am PDT #14665 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
My HR department is just getting around to doing the paperwork for my leave.
What in the polar bear? That is just wrong, and I say that as an inveterate procrastinator.
Vortex - Jun 30, 2009 8:48:31 am PDT #14666 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Grrr, I am annoyed with my friends. A good friend is doing a birthday happy hour/dinner thing on Friday. I have something that I might not be able to get out of, so I planned to show up, buy him a drink, then leave and come back later after my commitment. Turns out that his other two good friends who I thought would definitely be there, are both bailing. One's going to be out of town, and the other one says that she might bail because of the knee she sprained over a week ago that didn't need crutches. So, now birthday friend is feeling unloved and I've got to jump through hoops (and probably get stuck with the whole tab for the night). Grrr. I don't know why I'm surprised. Both of these people are thoroughly unreliable.
Polter-Cow - Jun 30, 2009 8:49:55 am PDT #14667 of 30000
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
That's annoying, Vortex. I'm sorry.
Aims - Jun 30, 2009 8:52:04 am PDT #14668 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
t jumps in willy nilly
Emeline and I are in a BK in Big Rapids after the tallest of the two of us OD'd on family and had a total emotional breakdown. the BK sent out a homing signal. it has a play area.
WindSparrow - Jun 30, 2009 8:53:49 am PDT #14669 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
With enemies like that, who needs friends, I always say. I hope you don't have to jump through too many hoops or get stuck with too big a bar tab, Vortex.
I refuse to comment on Sparky's HR department on the grounds that thinking about it will make my head asplodey.
WindSparrow - Jun 30, 2009 8:54:58 am PDT #14670 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Yay, BK play area! Hope it helps with the ODing.
Vortex - Jun 30, 2009 9:04:16 am PDT #14671 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
With enemies like that, who needs friends, I always say. I hope you don't have to jump through too many hoops or get stuck with too big a bar tab, Vortex.
It's just annoying because birthdayfriend and I are the planners, who get everything settled, etc. They generally just show up. I love them both dearly, but they are total slackers. Sadly, they make more effort with us than with anyone else, which is something.
Ginger - Jun 30, 2009 9:24:14 am PDT #14672 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
But when I take a bite the "mmmmm" is quickly squelched by "gee, this is dead."
Chicken does this to me. I will be eating chicken and then come to a piece of skin or gristle and my stomach will turn queasy and yell, "Chicken! How could you?" Fish, I fear, can never hide it's inherent fishness, unless it's been in a can for a while.
Bah on Vortex's friends. (I am a planner.)