Ah, I haven't played my level of L.A. Noire yet - I think I'm downloadable content.
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Harrison Calhoun. Not a good porn name, but I might have a future in politics.
My husband just gave up Minecraft because of motion sickness, believe it or not.
As much as I'm a homer, I have to remark: A) that looks like whipped cream on a cracker with a cracker on top; and B) I don't really care for cream puffs. Take that pate au choux and make a gougere for me, please.
Looks familiar.
Or it's Lady Gaga made up to look like Liza...
Adrianne Curry irritates the piss out of me, but at least she verified her nerd cred by calling 'em "derps."
Forty didn't bother me, and I am pretending 50 isn't bothering me, but it is - oh yes yes yes, it is. I vacillate between "how the fuck did this happen? I swear I was 27 when I went to bed" and "I pushed myself, I was a success, I wore power suits and makeup and was in the newspaper and I left a miserable marriage…
Also, the weather is just fine down here, thanks for asking.
When I was a "server" in the early 80s, that's how we referred to ourselves. It was the trendy unisex thing to do at the time.
Gonna be a long wait on the followup.
OMG me too - I was like, "Why is he tending a Mexican cemetery?"
Kinda curious what code number this was reported as - "Yeah, we have a...umm...309...no, a 618 with a 309 and possibly a 515 in progress, except for the 618, of course."
Hmm, she was just in Milwaukee the other night - *stares at the Summerfest caterer*
My husband's aunt is Disney-obsessed and it makes my teeth hurt. All her Christmas and birthday cards are Disney, her wedding was on the Disney grounds, the only computer font she uses is the Disney font (I didn't realize they had one til I saw it and went...oh, that's DISNEY). The only vacation she'll take is at…
Everyone has their line. Peeing with the door open is fine, shitting requires a closed door, slightly cracked for critical conversation. A hand extended through said crack and grasping thin air desperately accompanied by a "Hey, hon, help a brother out" indicates that SOMEONE put the last roll on the dispenser and…
I do love Weird Al, and I think this is a great sendup...but (there's always a but, isn't there?) a full concert of his can be really nerve-grating. I worked a beer stand at Milwaukee's Summerfest for the Weird Al show last year and my teeth hurt by the end of it. Loud, obnoxious, much of it more juvenile than…
Plants vs. Zombies!
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