Strangely, that was my first thought too. You made this mess, go get your own paper towels.
Strangely, that was my first thought too. You made this mess, go get your own paper towels.
His curious silence on the issue since 2008 only incriminates him further.
Hey, me too! Do you guys want to share pictures of my last vacation via fax machine?
Nah, The Silmarillion is the shit. At least once the living races are introduced.
I get a disqus notification any time anal is mentioned in an article.
On your first day in prison, you've either got to beat up the biggest guy you see, or show off your jazz hands in the exercise yard. It's the only way to earn their respect.
You didn't give us The Phrase That Pays. You have forfeited your free tickets to Spring Slam at the local rural amphitheater.
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of a Loveless Marriage
Make sure he fucks up the ending juuuust right.
Goddamn, you beat me to it. I even shook my fist in the air and growled "PHIPPS!!!" when it happened. For some reason.
I am replying because I though the very same thing two days ago, while watching her in some beauty product commercial. She reminds of the type of girl I would've liked in high school, not for her stunning beauty, but because she dressed well and hung out with the popular crowd.
Here's the thread I was looking for. I make it a rule never to judge a show by its pilot, but I can't imagine this being funny over a season-long run. I even told myself I'd hang in there after the guy from Secret Girlfriend showed up as the masturbating neighbor.
(Defense of her early stuff)
Someone hasn't seen a little gem called Oscar.
Also, all high-voltage wires run at a descending slant that functions perfectly as a zipline.
Be careful, even if there are no visible signs of blandness, you can still spread it between outbreaks.
Wanna go camping?
There's a scene where they go get a giant Chipotle burrito during their lunch break, thinking it will help. But it only makes things much worse. Workplace bathroom hilarity ensues.
It's always been my goal to slowly drown in steerage class.
Aha! I was wearing a porkpie hat, Mr Smartypants!