Saw Rosario Dawson, pre-(Nurse-for-all-Marvel-TV-shows)era in line while out at a small, random sandwich shop out in Westwood, LA, many, many moons ago.

Forfeit thy card -- forfeit it right meow!

Wow, take all the stars, Japan - just take them!

$2 tacos? Psh, $2 burritos then maaybe.

Don’t jinx it now...

Fuckin’ A.

Once upon a midnight dreary (eg. in High School), I owned a World History book that was previously used by Mr. Stephanopoulos.

Really? I don’t know about this; he apparently helped out a woman being attacked by her ex and congratulated a Kid Yodeler sensation. Lo and behold, while straight Coachella-ing (his attire fits the event to a T).

Friends and I have dubbed it the “White Devil.”

New brew rec: “The Creeper,” an Imperial IPA by Columbus Brewing Company.

Bravo, Millenial, Bravo.

Stop it with the Satanity.

Hawaiian. Jesus.

where, pray tell, is this heaven-sent scene from?

Point of story: always have chickens on deck — they be multi-purposeful.

Sweet Baby Jesus

Well. fucking. said.

PHOENIX FUCKING DOWNS. And ELIXIRS.

can’t it be BOTH??