I worked at a restaurant chain "famous" for its biscuits, and I came up with the hot fudge biscuit a la mode—a split biscuit with ice cream and hot fudge and maybe strawberries. It was a hell of a lot better than it had any right to be.
I worked at a restaurant chain "famous" for its biscuits, and I came up with the hot fudge biscuit a la mode—a split biscuit with ice cream and hot fudge and maybe strawberries. It was a hell of a lot better than it had any right to be.
Does Rabin drive a Subaru?
I went to the website and when I clicked on the "buy now" button, I ran into a dead end. So it probably is a fake. Which is a relief.
On youtube there's a juggalo baby funeral that's about as trashy as it gets. There are pictures of the ceremony, including the dead baby with its face clown-painted, and the real payoff is listening to the mother talk with a radio guy.
I like horse racing. I've been to little dirt tracks in Bumfuck, Nowhere and to big-time tracks in real cities.
You can see good racing at the dirt tracks and uninspiring racing at the big tracks, but ultimately, it's the big boys at the big tracks that take your breath away.
I still get a bit teary watching the old…
The best football for sheer entertainment is the really little kids who fall over easily and generally weigh less than the pads they have on.
It depends.
I nominate Alan Partridge.
You'd think they'd require someone who, I don't know, taught voice or something random like that.
Or spelling.
Maybe Robert is old and balding and his steel treads are exposed.
It's doused with gasoline and set on fire. As the flames rise, the good guys sigh in relief and leave.
The closing credits begin to roll. Then, as the flames die down, the audience sees the steel belts rising from the ashes and reforming into The Tiremonator.
Really, I'm sorry.
Night of the Living Tread?
It's just like The Birds
only without birds.
And heir-pneumonia where someone leaves a window open near the bed of the patient, especially in cold, wet weather.
His ex-Nazi—he managed poignant and repulsive at the same time.
Made me feel sort of sorry for someone I'd like to push down a long, long flight of stairs.
Does this mean he's not going to blow up the helicopters? I was kind of looking forward to it.
Maybe the Kroger's ad was sponsored by NAMBLA.
He also made this gem:
http://www.avclub.com/artic…
Put them together and you've got the latest by Miley Cyrus. With a fabulous new dance.