But where’s the material action to back this up? The family who owns Jack Daniel’s is worth $12.3 BILLION. What would actually be cool of them is to locate Nathan Green’s living descendants and offer them stock options.
But where’s the material action to back this up? The family who owns Jack Daniel’s is worth $12.3 BILLION. What would actually be cool of them is to locate Nathan Green’s living descendants and offer them stock options.
Terry Gross, House of NPR, Mother of Draggin’s.
It seems to me that WNED’s ass is chafed mostly over the supposed Netflix deal, since they were supposed to be the only ones able to make new episodes for television. So the real question is, is Netflix “digital” or is it TV? Despite its successful foray and subsequent domination of the television world in recent…
Does that mean he’s not coming on then?
If I fucking hear one more conservative asshole say that we shouldn’t have to help or take in refugees I’m going to fucking shove copies of this article down their throats. People in other countries are being tortured, raped and killed in the most unimaginable of circumstances and they come here, or to Europe, or any…
Not gonna lie. I do still yell “Mjolnir!” when random things fly by me. Which, considering I have three young sons, is probably more often than you think.
Hey, while we are on the subject of Cate Blanchett taking over Tom Hiddleston’s spotlight in things, let’s get Cate Blanchett cast as Bond, y/y?
Have a star for GaBADriel, lol
I am just here to write that I have never seen any sexiness in Tom Hiddleston.
I would show up to watch two hours of Cate clipping her toenails. The woman is everything.
Super loving the styling on Hela. It’s like the Lady of Lorien’s goth sister. GaBADriel.
Cate Blanchett’s Hela has been pure sex in these trailers. When she grabs Thor and say she’s the goddess of Death, Thor needs to admit that the hammer is now his penis.
Sometime in the future when Denali runs for president
True story, I dated a guy who lived down the street from the ice cream truck depot in the West Village. Around 5pm, every summer evening, they all roll out as an adorably coordinated sugar-fueled cheer army. The jingles were always delightful because even though they were loud, they just sound like happiness.
I’m waiting for the tangled, long, hippie-who-lived-on-a-farming-commune hair to come back in style. Because, quite frankly, it’s my hair’s natural state and I am too lazy to do anything to it.
The only redeeming thing he said about it was that he was glad the south lost. Which in my mind doesn’t nearly bring it back to level par for using such a dumb name in the first place.
Confederate Motorcycles??!?!?!!?!?!?! Are you fucking kidding me? I guess you could call it “Fuck you niggers the south shall rise again motorcycles” but I guess that might be a bit too on the nose, eh?
This is literally weaponized basic bitches.
Dear People that Have Gender Reveal Parties,
Almost all the bullies I knew in school were girls.