The silver lining I took away from this is that the U.S. Ambassador to Denmark is an openly gay environmentalist.
The silver lining I took away from this is that the U.S. Ambassador to Denmark is an openly gay environmentalist.
YOU GUYS, we got a kitty today. We've been talking about adopting a cat for ages, and this afternoon we just happened upon an adoption event and found The One. He's a cheeky little bugger, and so far his favorite game is racing around and around the kitchen-dining-living room circle, until he spins out on the wood…
That's not entirely true - I think he has encouraged the now-common practice of including bluetooth and aux ports in all new cars. Due to millions of people being sickened by the very thought of "radio" due to him.
I'm from Maine, like Mr. King and I think I can provide some further explanation. "Bitched" in Maine is sometimes used as a synonym for 'fucked', and he was trying to say that what happened to Dylan was fucked up. It was a poor choice of words, but his heart was in the right place.
Annnddd my ovaries exploded! I love a man who loves his cats! I want to have his kittens.
The foam in the lattes is made of queefs?
Not my body, not my business.
Gobbler's Knob sounds like a porn movie for turkeys to me.
Introduce the Bolivian tree lizard. Let them eat all the swans and after you're overrun with lizards, bring in the Chinese needle snakes. After snakes, bring in some snake-eating gorillas. Then wait for the winter and let the gorillas freeze to death. Circle of life. Seems like the kind of plan I would use.
We had an escalator that worked for my Dad's company, and it turned out to be stealing us blind. Damn escalator.
I support the theory that the red part was actually ripped away by a third hand that came from the grassy crotch.
Gus is my everything.
I wonder if she did a google image search for "Sony music executives" it's literally just a bunch of nerdy white dudes think expensive suits makes them cool and whatever Clive Davis has morphed into. He looks like someone left a cancerous skin scraping in a Petri dish and it became sentient.
YES TO THE THIRTY-SEVENTH POWER about the eharmony ad wherein the Bad Seed/Swiss Miss Cocoa girl lisps at her Mr. Rogers-with-a-match/cashmaking-boner grandpa about how she's joining him in the proselytizing/fixin' up bidness. Or taking over and burying him in the back yard.
Not particularly a Macklemore fan, not particularly a Macklemore hater either. He seems to be getting a lot of crap from this site today. Seems like a nice dude, not the most talented EVAR, but definitely not the least. He won some awards (that really don't make any difference in real life) and involved himself in…
So, okay, let's play this out as a thought experiment. Macklemore goes back in time, tears up the lyrics to "Same Love" before it's recorded and writes a new song. Instead he writes a song with a positive message, using his platform as a hit artist to draw attention to some of the great queer hop artists, and gets the…