I mean, I can go to Flagstaff and stargaze now, only I also have the option to, y’know, go to a movie. Or turn on a light in my home so I can read a book. Or admire any of the clean and healthy people walking down a busy, well-lit street at night. Or brush my teeth with toothpaste. Or flush a toilet.

I can’t tell you I hate them *again* as I never said “hate” the first time. I can, however, tell you I loathe them. Again.

It’s amusing the lengths you go to avoid using one word, simply because some joyless schmucks have deemed it politically incorrect.

The court will refuse to hear her case. This is a road to nowhere.

Do not, my friends, become addicted to water. It will take hold of you, and you will resent its absence!

I listen to sports talk radio here, in Cleveland, because I hate myself and my brain deserves to be punished. Anyhow, paying attention to the sports media in this city is like being drunk on bad rum while standing on the deck of an old wooden boat in a storm. The equilibrium swings so wildly from side to side, from…

“I hated Jordy got hurt, but in my beliefs, and the way I believe, it was — God meant for Jordy to get hurt,” said Quin, a devoted Christian.

Chump don’ want no help, chump don’t GET da help.

Because if he doesn’t go for it he’s called a lazy diva.

It’s actually Aristophanes, he put it in a play to purposefully make fun of how the older generation sounds when they complain about children in ~425 BC or so.

mole-face interception machine Drew Brees.

Did i do it right?

Who the FUCK films live theatre performances when he/she is watching someone as baller as Cumberbatch acting RIGHT IN FRONT OF him/her???

Oh my god I’m so glad there’s a space for me to express how stupid this article is. It’s literally the exact same article papers have been writing about rich white kids in Manhattan since the 1920s, updated each year to include the new technology and trend.

Why you gotta front on HitchBOT, BITCH? You best step off, or my friend WHOM I MADE, is gonna cut you. Fuck this, we’re going to the mall and you can’t stop us.

He’ll be back for Buffalo’s Week 7 game against the Jaguars in London.

It’s all applesauce. I tried to rip a goose route down the gullet of the trench and he just put ham on my bannister. I’d had enough and I let my ancestors control my fists. The rest is history. We all covered our perfect bodies in exotic oils in the locker room and achieved many physical and spiritual orgasms while…

Ronda was all out of bubblegum

Mom, stop visiting my favorite web site! Go home!