Hey, let’s leave their personal lives out of this!
Hey, let’s leave their personal lives out of this!
Or simply, “getting Kennedyed”
Two big recommendations: Newman’s Own (lots of flavors to try to find your favorite) and Dave’s Gourmet. DG is expensive in the grocery store, much cheaper in HomeGoods as it nears its expiration date.
I’ve been there; this is a correct opinion.
Frequently in Nashville on business. Totally agree with Hattie B’s for hot chicken, but surprised not to see Urban Grub listed as a restaurant recommendation. Great shrimp and grits, and delicious oysters.
Hopefully, the Ford driver has learned from this, and can turn over a new leaf.
Or this
Hey, IOC bribes ain’t cheap
Lindsey: I used to be glued to the set all Sunday, for the 3 games, and again on Monday. I played in a couple of fantasy leagues, and could name each team’s coaches (not just head, but coordinators, too).
Especially when his dad said, “I’ve never seen him cry.” Then, you knew this one meant a little bit more.
My teenage daughter screamed at him, “You still have two runs!!!”
God, I heard that “he’s pulling all his punches!” and almost spit my spiced honey-mead wine (I’ve really been into it lately) across the room. “Not pulling any punches,” “pulling out all the stops” are the correct cliches I think he mashed up into a Linkin Park/Jay Z greyness.
I guess they plan on keeping that story under wraps
Teed that one up, hoping someone would swing!
I like Dunk’s coffee and I cannot lie beat you by 20 mins.
Man, how did I combine those two? Good catch. As soon as I read you comment, I can hear him saying it in my head, “Freddie . . . Boom Boom! . . . a-Washingtonne.
Was once on a hunting trip with 3 other guys. Everybody’s in one motel room, playing cards, drinking, smoking. My best friend finishes his traditional daily pint of Wild Turkey, passes out on one of the beds.
or here’s how to do it wrong
Oh yeah! Gabe Kaplan! Thanks for posting that! What a great show, that Welcome Back, Kotter. Mr. Kotter, Vinnie “Boom Boom” Barbarino, Horschak, Epstein, oh, the memories.
And I would happily watch it again