Temp-it-cher?
Temp-it-cher?
In what universe is $1500 “cheap”?
My family uses them for Scrabble tiles.
I know a lady who’s nickname was “Dumpcakes” long before this whole thing started, so she’s all I can ever think of when I see these. Ol’ Dumpcakes who lived at the dump.
Those are for milkshakes and ice-cream sodas!
What sad single person eats ONE brownie?
How the Grinch stole Fist-mas?
Your middle finger looks like Conan O’brian.
Mine sounds like Tim Curry. That’s why I spend so much time with it.
And the “couselors” and “advocates” just accuse you of making excuses or avoiding effort or not accepting help when you tell them that you’ve already tried what they’re suggesting multiple times and it’s failed you. They tell you to keep trying, and stop being so negative, or accuse you of doing it wrong or of lying…
Tommy Wiseau is D.B Cooper.
What type?
I would suggest it would not be in her best interests to work with Maybelline.
Thank (deity) I didn’t take that apartment, then.
My biggest concern is that this wasn’t discovered sooner. She can’t have been having proper gynecological exams, I imagine. It’s good that there wasn’t a much more severe problem that went undetected for too long.
Are you sure there were that few of these?
I think that rather than entitlement, this “screeches” of financial desperation and high aspirations. Also poor social skills, but whatever.
I'm pretty sure this is designed to be eaten in a weird, slurpy, giant hummingbird sort of way. Also, so true about the beer. Did you try any Bent Hill Brewery?
Yeah, dislocations suck. I hate waking up with ribs dislocated, but it beats my usual not sleeping for days thing, I guess.
I meant Andrew, but LBJ is kind of creepy.