#bras

I want to write a book called, "Bonfires and Bras," which follows around a young, braless feminist who struggles to adopt in air conditioned rooms, as her hardened nipples cause her excess embarrassment. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#bras #feminism #feminist #funny #humor

Living here in southern California, I'll miss hearing Rocky Top for an entire week at the end of December. I was actually looking forward to it. Tennessee has a better fight song than Nebraska. ↗

— Al Michaels

#better #california #december #end #entire

My sister said, You're making it hard for all us housewives in Nebraska. ↗

— Kate Millett

#housewives #making #nebraska #said #sister

He is armed without who is innocent within, be this thy screen, and this thy wall of brass. ↗

— Horace

#brass #innocent #screen #thy #wall

On a good night, I get underwear, bras, and hotel-room keys thrown onstage... You start to think that you're Tom Jones. ↗

— Keanu Reeves

#get #good #good night #i #jones

I ended up being the governor of a very ag state, Nebraska. ↗

— Mike Johanns

#ended #governor #i #nebraska #state

I came from Nebraska, a very middle class family with a progressive father. ↗

— Theodore C. Sorensen

#class #class family #family #father #i

Nobody's that naive," she muttered. "Nobody's that guileless." "He's from Nebraska." Peabody scanned her pocket unit. "From where?" "Nebraska." Peabody waived a hand, vaguely west.... "They still grow them pretty guileless in Nebraska. I think it's all that soy and corn. ↗

— J.D. Robb

#death

But there was nothing. No village or town as far as her eyes could strain. Nowhere for her saviours to come from and take her to; just fields and trees and the weeping arc of the river Greave all the way to the horizon. Just like in the books, Greaveburn was all there was; building and building until streets were foundations, roofs were floors, constantly climbing away from itself. now that Abrasia saw it, her dream of escape crumbled completely like an ancient map in her fingers. The horizon was the world's edge and there was nothing beyond it but mist and falling. Greaveburn stood alone on this little circle of earth, the river running around and into itself like a snake eating its tail. And Abrasia was doomed to watch the sun and stars trade places for all eternity. ↗

— Craig Hallam

#city #gothic #greave #greaveburn #river

I have a container full of yelling I keep in my kitchen. It makes a great cleaning product, as it’s wonderfully abrasive.
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— Jarod Kintz

#clean #cleaning #funny #humor #kitchen