When Huffington Post kicks you out, you get mad, then you get even (but mostly mad).
When Huffington Post kicks you out, you get mad, then you get even (but mostly mad).
Well I'm just glad I won't come down with a case of cowpox. As for everything else, I'm not as glad.
I guess the wifebeaters sold out fast.
He looks like a diminutive Winston Churchill.
Exactly.
I think they should both go fuck themselves.
Some Like It Knot.
Lauerdinghys?
... and then he kept telling him to lie. That animated feature was not for children.
Nothing beats a great pair of legs.
Yeah, right. Like someone's going to pay me $250 to do that. Wait...
Meanwhile, the word locomotive is used in modern day parlance.
Get out of the house and away from the computer, Diane. Take a trainride.
I think Ed Asner is going to play Peter.
Oh, go paint your bunghole Donna.
I will never forget it you know. Doorbell rang the other day, answered the door and there was a delivery boy there with two dozen roses. I grabbed the card I opened it, it said "Love from your boyfriend Ernie" I was having tea with my girlfriend Clementine I said "Clementine, do you know what this means?" For the…