As long as Cherry Garcia is on top, we can be friends.
As long as Cherry Garcia is on top, we can be friends.
For the record, I am totes with you on the Hershey's Cookies and Creme. Hell yes. When I was a kid, and I could convince my parents that I was awesome enough, we would go to Trader Joe's and get one of those GIANT chunks of chocolate that are nearly impossible to eat without destroying teeth/the roof of your mouth/a…
You are still completely missing my point. Her intent was clearly to convey a threat, real or not, regardless of how you would like to play the semantics...which is all bullshit, IMHO. Because I guarantee you this 14-year-old girl wasn't thinking about the difference between "Al Qaeda" and "Al Qaida." You can't argue…
Doesn't matter if it's a hoax or bullshit or any of that. The fact is that somebody needs to scare some sense into this stupid little cretin, whether the response seems overblown or not.
Exactly. Too far for anybody to bother going after them. Isn't Iraq like a million hours away?? Look how that worked out.
I believe the word you're looking for is "uppercunt." And I am pretty sure the minimum age is old-enough-to-be-a-dumb-shit-on-Twitter. So we're good.
Did you maybe miss the "Al Qaida(sic)" part? You know, known terrorist organization, general menace to society...this wasn't some racially motivated violation of her rights, this was AA rightfully scaring the shit out of a stupid kid. You don't yell, "FIRE" in a crowded theater and not get people pissed and scared and…
Maybe she was thinking about how long it would be by train. Or on the majestic back of a flying unicorn?
Maybe if you asked him, but based on how he lays on his side with his pot belly (yeah, he is super aptly named) hanging out all over the place, I don't think self-esteem is an issue.
He was annoyed that they were in his spot. There is a heating vent right under the rug there so it's nice and warm. Pig does not care if there is something already there. Pig lays where Pig wants.
I didn't totally hate the finale. In fact, I thought it was sweet and fitting that he ended up with Robin, and that it makes sense that Tracy was dead. Because really, why else would he spend all that time sitting with his kids telling them this long, convoluted story—with no input whatsoever from the mother he was…
Bravo, bravo.
You and my husband would get along very well. He thinks that tomatoes are the devil's food, and whenever a server at a restaurant doesn't appear to be paying close enough attention when he orders his dish with no tomatoes, he says, "Are you sure you got that? Because if there are tomatoes on my plate, I will throw…
Heap all the crap on the McConnaisance that you want to, but I fucking love him, and that show is awesome.
I grew up in California but moved to Minnesota eight years ago, and let me tell you, if it ever came down to Lutefisk or my job...I would be updating my resume. I even married a Norwegian guy who enjoys pickled herring (but thankfully has no such soft spot for Lutefisk and remembers thinking his grandpa was gross for…