“Those bastards in Bristol are ruining everything,” Palin continued. “I’ll be babysitting every weekend ‘til I’m fucking 75 years old at this rate.”
“Now...where was I on the ESPN thing....oh right, Curt Schilling...”
“Those bastards in Bristol are ruining everything,” Palin continued. “I’ll be babysitting every weekend ‘til I’m fucking 75 years old at this rate.”
“Now...where was I on the ESPN thing....oh right, Curt Schilling...”
She took her friend - a sex therapist - to see Rose.
If you want us to remember some guys, just say it. But it’s pretty hard to deny Jesse Palmer.
I watched that movie all the way through for the first time a couple months ago, and I have to say, Daniel kinda had it coming. I mean, sure, Johnny was a jerk, but his antagonism towards Daniel was entirely based on Daniel’s attention to his ex-girlfriend. He probably would have forgotten about Daniel entirely as…
They forgot to include that Daniel wins the tournament with an illegal face kick, per the instructions given at the beginning. I believe Johnny is even reprimanded for using the same kick that before Daniel uses it to win the fight.
He hit just .230 and had a 29-percent strikeout rate in the first half, but made up for all the whiffs by hitting for power and walking a ton.
Pederson’s production off a cliff since the All-Star break.
I like to imagine that people who get their cheesesteaks with whiz vs literally any other kind of cheese are probably the same people that treat their illnesses with prayer and leeches because they are unaware of modern medicine.
No shit, fuck that King of Prussia mall-hanging-out fuckface. That motherfucker probably drinks Yeungling Lite and repeatedly tries to school everyone at the bar about the history of a brewery that’s a fucking hour away from Philadelphia.
Provolone is always the right order.
Classic Eagles fan
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She’d better watch out: Dave’s from Minnesota, even our dentists kill lions.
He’s been good, in hindsight I probably should have paired Teixeira or Gardner with Drew.
I don’t know what it says about me that not only did I watch it in one sitting but that I was also laughing all the way through.
It’s all just a common misunderstanding.
When Rihanna sang “I’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed,” Matt took it to mean that their relationship had actually progressed to something more than, you know, him hiding under her bed.
I’ve stated my admiration of Kobe in regards to this gif before, and I guess I’ll do it again.
I never liked Kobe, but God I love this GIF.
Rihanna has had enough experience with filthy wife-beaters.