He does kind of remind me of Mr. Peanut Butter.
He does kind of remind me of Mr. Peanut Butter.
14 year old me thought that song was the best. I’d like to go back in time and kick my young dumb ass.
It’s been mentioned before, but hey, nice hair! . .aaaand now I’m all outta nice things to say.
This is cringe-cringe-vomit-then cringe some more comedy.
He’s one of the Annuki.
He the Republican version of Anthony Weiner.
Throw fries over this? What are we making? Poon-tang poutine? Sounds gross, but I might try some later after way too many beers.
Hang on, a sexy seizure. A freaky sexy seizure. . .don’t go back in the pool!
Then the dog pulls off his dog-mask, revealing the sinister cat, Chortles, beneath. “Ha! I’ve got eight more lives of cheeseburgers, suckers!”
I think he broke me with The Hateful Eight.
That’s why it’s called The Spectre-um.
Actually her house is haunted. . .by a third rate Wahlberg.
I almost never have a chance to say that.
The AVC fired the Marlins?
For me it wasn’t the cost of the membership that kept me away as much as the hassle of schlepping out there. I was a member for three years. I had mostly very enjoyable shopping experiences, but when I changed jobs all my trips were special excursions, usually on crazy Saturdays. Seemed like more effort than it was…
What’s brilliant is that you can do a whole bunch of shit to a Burger King burger before it starts to taste like you fucked with it.
You’re gonna miss out on all that nearly adequate pizza.
It’s a lose-lose even if you manage to steal that pizza.
Sometimes I just go berserk! . .and put my balls all over your kitchen stuff.
Sadly Mickey Dolenz is still alive and very much able to play the role of dead Mickey Rooney, but he’ll only do it if he can, “get stoned like Emma”. Fuckin’ Mickey Dolenz, man.