Wait. Dish!
Wait. Dish!
In defense of a fictional character (I'm sorry!), I do think that the episode "Lights, Camera, Relationship" shined a bit of a light on the art of what draws someone to a person, and how a person is drawn to others:
I know I am not quoting precisely but...
I can only tolerate John McEnroe in one instance.
Well, I have to say, that the worst British commentary is miles above the best of American commentary. I am thankful I have not had to listen to a McEnroe extrapolate on the Championship in a long time. Patrick is slightly more tolerable than John but the coverage stateside in general is of the sort that makes one…
I don't know what Fragile X is but as long as it isn't contagious, I'd hit it *grin*
Oh, I wasn't truly crushing on his attractiveness. He has very nice legs.
To the dear chap who has his panties in a bunch because I won't engage him:
Yes, but in this case, the man filming was "leisure filming." He did not quickly begin when it became evident an incoming plane was in distress. He happened to catch an accident while recording, presumably, other routine flight traffic at SFO.
"Do you think the WNBA should be paying the same salaries as the NBA?"
Oh, I will have to youtube some of these. Thanks for the background! :)
Touché.
“Do you think Andy's mum told him when he was little, 'You’re never going to be a looker? You’ll never be a Federer, so you have to be scrappy and fight.'"
I put the "a friend did it!" suspicion at the very back of the subtext "I was hacked!" explanations:
I'm not quite sure why you think he "had" to say he was hacked. It has become such a ridiculous defense that it is automatic shorthand for conceding guilt. If his phone was truly out of his control and the sentiment was posted by a friend, Seguin would have been better off owning up to that fact. That he jumped to…
I also have a family full of aviators, and my partner is a commercial pilot to boot. I still know better than to go on the Internet and start proclaiming myself in a position to analyze - nay, assert unequivocally - the cause of an accident within hours of it happening. You don't know, you weren't there, you won't…
Ha, interesting. I didn't know the backstory of the image, but I liked it because it seemed somewhat British in nature and I'm presently holiday-ing in London. What was the ad for?