diglettdevious:

andrivette:

laziestmouse:

I used to work in a high street shoe shop. It had a kids department and one day the management decided to see how I’d handle customer complaints. Long story short, I was the supervisor in the kids dept. for a day.

A woman came in with her 2 toddlers and a relatively new-born child. After dragging a staff-member out from the stockroom to fit the shoes. After a little while, the woman checks her watch and and catches my eye

“Excuse me? Would it be okay if I feed Joey here?”. She emphasised the ‘feed’ so I had an idea of what she meant. I asked her how she would mean to do it and she smiled and grabbed a large, wide-weave poncho from her bag. She told me that she drapes it over herself to allow her son to feed from inside. I saw no problem with it and held Joey whilst she arranged herself (Little fella didn’t like me much).

She carries on with her business with Joey feeding under the poncho. Another woman comes downstairs and I greet her as usual. She rounds the corner and as soon as she claps eyes on the breast-feeding scenario, she turned to me and started yelling.

“You can’t let her do that here!”

“And why not madam? It’s only natural” I felt like flying off the handle but I kept cool

“What if the blanket was to fall off? She’d be exposing her breast to everyone in the room!”

“Madam, as much as I could argue about this with you the whole day, if you continue to make a fuss about it, I will have to ask you to leave.”

“I’ll be back with my husband! He wont like this!”. She stormed off back up the stairs, the manager comes down after hearing the shouting. I explained to him what had happened and he said that he will handle the complaint if there was one. I was in the right.

Shouty customer comes back later (The other woman left a few minutes after the ordeal) with husband in tow. Wife points in my direction and the husband walks over to me

“You the one who made my wife leave?”

I’m currently scared out of my wits because the man is 6’3” and built like Thor but I manage an answer. “Yes I am but I had good reason”

He then said “I know” and shook my hand and left. His wife spluttered as she tried to ask him what just happened and he turned around to her and said “for once in your life you’ve left a shoe shop without buying anything. If I can’t shake the hand of the man who did that, I don’t know what I can do”

That concludes story time with George

I like story time with George.

George is the best story-teller. 

paging-doctorfaggot:

analmermaidprincess:                                                           .

babyferaligator:                 ,                              

hey man u missed a spot                      ,

    .                                           ,

THIS MAKES ME SO ANGRY                                                  ,

nagitos:

unit-r34:

nagitos:

i taped a dorito to my 3ds

whY DOSE THIS HAVE SO MANY NOTES I DONT UNDERSTAND

IS THERE A PUN OR AN INSIDE JOKE  IM MISSING OUT ON OR SOMETHING

NO IT’S LITERALLY JUST A DORITO TAPED TO MY 3DS THATS IT THERES NO JOKE HERE

gonadal:

aristocraticsmile:

paint me like one of your French girls 

i will

thegodofmischiefmanaged:

kawaiirubbish:

kawaiisquad:

Man what would happen if we took every criminal and threw them on a continent and just let them have at it for like 50 years? What would they even say when we came back?

probably “g’day mate!”

it’s funny because that’s the actual history of australia

fit-is-healthy:

tumblino:

ambitiousbard:

jessidork:

toastyhat:

awesomephilia:

Reverse gender stereotypes at the gym

Aaahhhh get on my dash you amusing thing you.

I kinda love it

this is actually great from an acting perspective.

the actors actually played the opposite gender instead of just relying on stereotypes (ironically enough) to portray that they were, in fact, the opposite gender. Usually if you tell a guy to act like a girl, he begins playing by the homosexual stereotype (faking a lisp, popping the hip, etc.) and while it accentuates femininity, it’s really uncomfortable and forced, making it just seem like he’s playing a stereotype instead of the actual gender. And girls will do this too; being told to play a male and instead just deepening the voice and say “dude” and “bro” a lot (although these are more common among modern practices).

The males played up femininity without coming off as a forced stereotype and the females played up masculinity and machismo without forcing their performance.

also the video is funny and I kind of forgot the point I was making.

DONT BE A LITTLE PENIS

That was great

tylerpoo:

samswittyusername:

cryok:

I WILL NEVER NOT REBLOG THIS CUTE ASS COMIC

I feel like the amount of times this is on my blog is not legal.

Lol, sounds like a total Josh joke.

thinhline:

thinhline:

THL #19 - The Good Nudes and Bad Nudes

Another logistical argument, sorry.

Click on the image to see it in higher resolution.

a bit of background on this strip.

when I was younger, my hippie-ish parents were into nudist colonies. from eight years old to my earliest teenage years, my parents would drag me out there every weekend.

I hated it there. there were very few kids my age, and we were all damned if we cooperated with this nude thing. but all the adults were there, hanging out in more ways than one. it seemed bizarre to me, and I was deeply ashamed of going.

regardless, living at such a place would definitely impact me one way or another. being a kid in a nudist colony was a tough go when you’re trying to learn about your sexuality, but perhaps it made me see things in a way that would inevitably lead to me doing a comic like sexy losers.

one of the things that clothes were No Big Deal. outside of the camp, clothes determined everything about you, your clothes were your social identity. but when everyone is naked, there were no more groups and divisions, and everyone was the same.

back in the real world, it always puzzled me why someone’s clothes would be the blame for something. especially rape. at the nudist colony, I saw a lot of naked people just doing living stuff. swimming, sunbathing, playing chess, talking at a bar, dancing, cooking, playing tennis, you name it. I also happened to see a lot of penises too. and never, ever, did I see anyone with a boner. ever.

so if men in the real world couldn’t control themselves if they saw a woman in “slutty” clothing, how come they can control themselves if everyone’s freaking naked? this inconsistency couldn’t be explained unless that idea that clothes “ask for it” was complete and utter bull. men can handle the clothing. they’re just looking for a way to victim blame.

anyways, that’s where this strip came from.

trust:

trust:

trust:

i just dropped my iphone in the bath

now its syncing

this is the dumbest post ive ever made stop reblogging it plEASE