You can have my beard when you pry it from my cold, dead face. Which, you have to admit, would be pretty gross.
They were named in honor of the Thompson Twins.
That's known as the "Cheney seat"
Pretty sure that's a ritz cracker.
I'm having a hard time coming up with a cloaca equivalent metaphor. You'll just have to trust me.
You know what they say, when you make an assumption you make an ass out of me and umption, or something like that.
Assuming you are a mammal, as I have every reason to believe, then yes, that would be a correct statement.
Hawkmen! Dive!
do not take a flying leap and land on a dick.
I think that means you have A.D.D. and got distracted before finishing.
I think you mean Game Of All Time.
How she got the batmobile in a bikini, I'll never know.
Not using Luke Cage for December is a missed opportunity. Sweet Christmas!
Las Vegas, the driver sat cross legged in the driver's seat of a Dodge Caravan and used the cruise control to accelerate. He went down alleys and through rough neighborhoods so he wouldn't have to stop, never using his feet until he had to stop at the hotel.
Warp nacelles.
Man, the first season of Psych was weirder than I remember.
But with skidplates!
Not only that but the guy with the boarding house reach totally roll-blocked black pilgrim at :22.
First car story: When I went to buy my first car, my Dad gave me a choice between a Javelin and a '72 Maverick. I chose the Javelin and in true fashion, was over ruled by my dad who assured me the Maverick would be easier to work on. Oh well, at least it was a two-door.