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41Also, if she did more bumming out herself she wouldn't be pregnant in the first place.
simmo wrote:Someone make my carrot and grapefruits smoke. Please.
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42Rotten Tanx wrote:Also, if she did more bumming out herself she wouldn't be pregnant in the first place.
Booyah!
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43Says here that men who smoke are likely to damage their sperm's DNA. How 'bout that?
http://www.medscape.com/viewarticle/514782
http://www.medscape.com/viewarticle/514782
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44that damned fly wrote:what're you asthmatic or something?lemur68 wrote:Q: What has two thumbs and is living proof you should not smoke while pregnant?
A: This guy!
Nah, just mentally damaged.
Though that might be more due to all the second-hand pot smoke I inhaled all throughout my childhood.
tocharian wrote:Cheese fries vs nonexistence. Duh.
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45you know what I tell people now? buy your own fucking pack. not like that but I just say, "why don't you buy a pack if you want a cigarette so bad." I'm sick of bumming them to randoms. I've been at a sturdy "no" lately with people walking buy and asking me. pregnant women? I'd have to say no for sure, I've seen this, and I don't like it.
CRAP.
CRAP.
ben wrote:I tend to get a little cynical in social situations where I see large groups of people enjoying themselves.
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46still trying the cynic thing?Rotten Tanx wrote:If you can abort a fetus, why can't you give it nicotine?
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47One of my first experiences tending bar I was confronted with the dilemma of serving a woman who was very clearly pregnant, cigarette in hand and had clearly already been drinking.
I didn't know what to do. I had just started working there and I did not want her to cause any problems with my employer, so I served her the first one and said nothing. I think she ordered wine. The second time she came up to the bar, she ordered a round of kamikazes for the group that she was with. A quick count of the table and it was obvious that she was including herself in this round. While I was making the shots I was thinking to myself, why can't someone else come up and order, damn it. I began to engage her in a bit of nice chit-chat. After a couple of minutes of making her laugh at stupid jokes, I said..
"Aww.." smiling and looking down at her tummy "How far along are you?"
She started counting on her fingers, finally giving up at five, she turned to her table and asked a friend how far along she was. It was determined that she was seven months. She paid and I picked up the tray and told her I would bring them over to the table for her.
As I was passing out the shots, I discretely said to one of the people in her party "Hey, could someone else please come up and order from now on? I'm not really sure if what the policy is here about serving her and I don't want to cause problems for anyone." He promptly told me to fuck off., which surprised me because I was very very nice in the way I asked him.
By this time, she was totally wasted. She was unable to count, needed assistance standing up and was spitting everywhere while she slurred whatever speech was emanating from her mouth. Secure in my knowledge of the law regarding the serving of someone who is clearly intoxicated, (the law in Hawaii where I was at the time, was you can't serve them) the next time she came up to order, I very politely told her that I was not allowed to serve her because she was well plowed already (not in those terms) but if someone else from her party wanted to come up and order that would be fine.
My god, did she ever create a huge fucking scene! She began yelling at me, knocked over stuff on the end of the bar, pushed down a bar stool etc. The place was packed, it was prime dinner time, sunset, people waiting to be seated and I am just standing there not knowing what to fucking do about this raving loon throwing a temper tantrum in the middle of the restaurant. The manager finally came over, I told him what had happened and to my surprise he looked at me and yelled "SERVE HER."
I promptly told him to fuck himself. That was the end of my awesome job at Kimo's, in Maui.
One smoke, yeah, I'd give it to her. Don't push it though, bitch. I'm only so tolerant.
I didn't know what to do. I had just started working there and I did not want her to cause any problems with my employer, so I served her the first one and said nothing. I think she ordered wine. The second time she came up to the bar, she ordered a round of kamikazes for the group that she was with. A quick count of the table and it was obvious that she was including herself in this round. While I was making the shots I was thinking to myself, why can't someone else come up and order, damn it. I began to engage her in a bit of nice chit-chat. After a couple of minutes of making her laugh at stupid jokes, I said..
"Aww.." smiling and looking down at her tummy "How far along are you?"
She started counting on her fingers, finally giving up at five, she turned to her table and asked a friend how far along she was. It was determined that she was seven months. She paid and I picked up the tray and told her I would bring them over to the table for her.
As I was passing out the shots, I discretely said to one of the people in her party "Hey, could someone else please come up and order from now on? I'm not really sure if what the policy is here about serving her and I don't want to cause problems for anyone." He promptly told me to fuck off., which surprised me because I was very very nice in the way I asked him.
By this time, she was totally wasted. She was unable to count, needed assistance standing up and was spitting everywhere while she slurred whatever speech was emanating from her mouth. Secure in my knowledge of the law regarding the serving of someone who is clearly intoxicated, (the law in Hawaii where I was at the time, was you can't serve them) the next time she came up to order, I very politely told her that I was not allowed to serve her because she was well plowed already (not in those terms) but if someone else from her party wanted to come up and order that would be fine.
My god, did she ever create a huge fucking scene! She began yelling at me, knocked over stuff on the end of the bar, pushed down a bar stool etc. The place was packed, it was prime dinner time, sunset, people waiting to be seated and I am just standing there not knowing what to fucking do about this raving loon throwing a temper tantrum in the middle of the restaurant. The manager finally came over, I told him what had happened and to my surprise he looked at me and yelled "SERVE HER."
I promptly told him to fuck himself. That was the end of my awesome job at Kimo's, in Maui.
One smoke, yeah, I'd give it to her. Don't push it though, bitch. I'm only so tolerant.
Animals are something invented by plants to move seeds around. An extremely yang solution to a peculiar problem which they faced. T. Mckenna
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48fucking crazy, what's wrong with some people...
lemur68 wrote:I've always said there are two ways to guarantee getting on the news:
1) Be found hoarding 80 animals in your home.
2) Drive through a storefront.
I'm 6/80ths the way to #1.
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49Red Square wrote:what's wrong with some people...
I blame MTV.
Animals are something invented by plants to move seeds around. An extremely yang solution to a peculiar problem which they faced. T. Mckenna
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50only here wrote:still trying the cynic thing?Rotten Tanx wrote:If you can abort a fetus, why can't you give it nicotine?
Hey, it's all I've got.
As Viz once said, who wants to give birth to a fat baby anyway?
simmo wrote:Someone make my carrot and grapefruits smoke. Please.