Do you have an evil ex named Lilith?
Do you have an evil ex named Lilith?
When it's bad it's painful to walk and if anything ever lands on my toe it's horrible. If I had insurance I'd see a doctor because it's reoccurring, but I just have to deal with it. It's better to take care of the problem right away and be careful when clipping the toenail.
I do not see it as a gentle film. To me it is a horror film, devoid of technology and filled with nature in every corner of the landscape. The boy is holding onto a signifier of civilization to ward off the destruction around him. I find it very telling an earthquake destroyed the actual village and killed the boys…
I like how Tom Waits uses it in The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus, but otherwise it's awkward.
Last night I had a dream a group of people from a Mortal Kombat-esque game were attending a small meeting/lecture about education reform. I noticed one of the "bad guys," some freak who was kinda like Bain, who was someone I had defeated multiple times but never lost to. I thought about bringing it up or mocking him…
This is an ongoing issue for me. I usually disinfect it with rubbing alcohol or something else like hydrogen peroxide, and then clip the toenail and remove the scabbing/ingrown part. It's not bad. You just have to clear it of debris and let the toenail grow free.
Ending a sketch is probably the hardest thing to do. I'd expand on this but I'm not even sure I'm awake anymore.
Dick pics. Sounds nice. Dick pics. Sounds like it could be a candy. Doesn't sound like what it actually is.
I love Mythbusters. They just fired a ping-pong ball at 1100 MPH (Mach 1.4.) Bizarre TV.
Ah the See My Vest episode. So great.
I just really like that joke:
I thought his travelogue was called "A Greece-y Plato: From Turkey to Bavaria."
I can fill in.
It seems like something I'd do. Or maybe this is mine and I'm just crazy.
Jokes aside, it's amazing how many liquid things are simply some form of water or solution. Way to hog the phase, water.
That's not how facial recognition works, and you know it!
One of my first sexual memories is Sarah Jessica Parker in Hocus Pocus.
Next time I'll just slide my phone number scribbled on an elaborate Old Westy photo of myself and wink.
I need to cut my hair. I need to trim my beard so that possum family stops trying to live in there. I saw a cute cashier at a store today, and my mere presence probably startled her. If you hear about any reports of an unfrozen caveman in Oregon, you know the origin.
I'm a disheveled, hobbled mess, huddled under a statue.