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2 and a half months. What a joke. That’s barely enough time to get the kid to latch. Where does the baby go when they have to go back to work?

You know who should win the best actress award this year? Leonardo Dicaprio.

Well in Canada you get a year and their economy hasn’t collapsed yet, so that sounds pretty reasonable.

I too enjoy pricing human beings out of bodily functions.

Jerking off to the thought of denying refugee children entry to America.

but why do you *need* to see it?

I think it was a fantastic job by the responsible people to prevent mass panic. They had no idea what was waiting outside until the police secured the area, and they had to get a huge amount of people out of the stadium without causing any panic. To wait until the game was over and then to open up the gates to the

I once went place that offered cheap lasik. They offered the like $499 per eye specials. They waiting room was packed and they were pushing people through like cattle. No Thank You. I wasn’t a candidate for their cheaper version anyway. $4000 to a reputal clinic later I have almost perfect vision.

Two, Four, Six Brazilian Butt Lifts.

No idea what they actually DO, but their service is listed as “non-sergical” (sic).

But aside from that, Mrs. Lincoln, how was the play?

Issues aside, Mussolini made the trains run on time.

The announcers before the last Cowboys game, talking about the Hardy sideline incident, said “this is what you get when you hire a star. A lot of passion and a lot of baggage.”

My guess is that she didn’t want to face the “suspects” and the realization that her fears were misplaced, once she got the story from the police. Basically a “shit I called the cops on some black guys, turns out they weren’t trying to rob the place, no way am I going out there now.”

This is a tangential point that has nothing to do with the depressing prejudices and injustices which characterize this story.

Why I gotta wear more clothes than Jesus in Church tho.

House on Lake Erie

Your cousin’s poor computer skills annoyed enough an IT’s ghost to do troubleshooting over Ouija.

I’ve always had vivid “other wordly” dreams and usually keep them to myself since many people dismiss and it’s not the easiest thing to share without sounding totally bonkers. So here are two separate stories: