DragonSinger

BBQ chicken salad from TGI Fridays. It was actually good.

The shop I go to has a bunch of flavors and add-ins, but I'm only willing to play outside the box when it's warm and my back isn't stiff. The kids in front of me had some fun looking layered drinks, but I stuck to my old fogey ways.

Vanilla chai with regular boba added.

Hopefully that sale is still going in the next couple weeks because my extra money is tapped out, and I have two credit card bills to pay .

This is the prettiest Shenron mug that I've seen.

Ha! We posted at the same time.

I take back my shouting because I just found it on Spencers site which is the first place I should have looked instead of like 15 pages on amazon first.

I had a bubble tea, but besides that... WHERE DID YOU BUY THIS MUG???????????

I'm sorry about all the puking, but I'm laughing at this pic because I've seen someone try to cook a can like this before.

I'm glad you've got people willing to stop you and that you're okay with sticking around.

AOL dropping out used to make me fucking RAGE back in the day.

I'm old enough to cherish how fast internet is today.

Surprisingly no, and I've cut myself with all kinds of weak ass shit. It could be that I'm extra careful about opening booze so I don't spill any.

I don't think I've ever gotten to enjoy a trippy experience because by the time my body has reached that danger zone, I'm also in excruciating pain and vomiting.

I bet he would have gotten four touchdowns in one game

Why you gotta be mean to hacked up zombies?

You wish! Get in mah belly!

*Sighs and takes off glasses* So much for being cultured.

Of course I did. Now come over here with that tasty cranium of yours and ignore the saw sitting next to the soup spoon.

Shokugeki no Souma: San no Sara 12

Nope. After dinner chow, the instructors left for home, and the one for our dorms was deeply traumatized after a trainee's very bloody suicide attempt with a razor blade. The only other people around were other trainees and MP's across the street in another building.

It's fucking weird if you encounter something like that. Back in boot camp when I was doing dorm guard duty at 4 a.m. there was this feeling of being watched by someone who really doesn't like me that got stronger and stronger until I saw red eyes looking back at me. I thought some bitch was clowning me, but I checked and everyone was in their bed. That feeling of hatred spread everywhere and that's when I was pretty sure that this wasn't a joke and this was either me going crazy or an actual fucking ghost/poltergeist. That whole squadron where I was at had the highest amount of suicide attempts(1-3 times a week when I was there) and sometimes successful suicides, so this wasn't a surprise. At the time, I wasn't scared because I was already stressed out and Casper fucking with me at 4 in the goddamn morning was the last thing I needed. So I got really angry and silently cursed it the fuck out. Like ten seconds later, that feeling of hatred was gone and I was a lot less sure that I wasn't losing my mind. I went to bed after I got off duty and didn't say a word about it to anyone. Two days later, a friend of mine is totally spooked. The dorm leaders pull her off to the side to ask her what's wrong. My nosy ass was the only one who followed them and heard my friend say that there was something evil with red eyes watching her while on dorm guard duty last night. The dorm leaders shush her and tell her to never speak of this to anyone. When they see me eavesdropping, I get told to keep my mouth shut too. As soon as they join the others, I confess to my friend what happened to me and we compared notes. It was exactly like what happened to me except when she got overwhelmed by that feeling of hatred, she prayed and it went away. We both agree to keep our mouths shut so no one thinks we're crazy. Not us or the dorm leaders talked about what happened, and then a week after this, a girl sat straight up after waking as if in a daze and said that she dreamed of a black dog with red eyes walking down the aisles. The whole dorm heard her and afterwards, people having nightmares spread throughout our dorm to the one below us which is why the dorm leaders kept me and my friend quiet about seeing ghosts. Evidently, ghost talk in secluded quarters = mass hysteria .

That setup for a corny joke was just way too big for me to pass up on.

Well I would hope that an underground bar had decent lighting.