Once again, its that Dick, Grayson....

Bombing the Birdbath

Color Rush?

Peanut Butter and brown sugar. It’s a textural thing. And old fashioned P.B. is the way to go. Adam’s is just peanuts and salt, any thoughts from out there? Also, P.B. and butter sandwiches are a thing I discovered as a child, and have clung to fiercely through life. Now, as an embittered old man of 56, I still savor…

She shills red shells down by the Phil’s store.

Brash pistach hawker now needs a new moniker.

Buy from me peanuts and Cracker Jack, cause Aramark said that I’ll never come back.

So much crazy out there now. Unlike the delicious product she sold, no one knew until now that she was also cracked.

Borderline cult. Hero worship, loyalty in the face of any facts or truths, passion beyond what a normal person would have for a candidate. They think they’re the best party with the best candidate and anything that goes against that is heresy.

That is some quality work.

And here you thought "Cavity Search" was something only a dentist could do! Dr. TSA is ready to see you now, open wide and say "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!".

There are people that can fuck up a wet dream. Their prime directive is to let you know how woefully uninformed you are about many subjest, with food and grammar being areas of special expertise. I predict these people will have much to say regarding this article. Simple is right for many foods, this is a prime…

Who's your daddy? Never mind, sorry.

I swear I thought Bob Hope had been raised from the dead at 22 seconds in.

Biebs has stuck to his look since his earliest days, why change now?

How about this?

I'll share my own experience, you can decide on what to try or ignore. When our kids were young, we had a Metro that got pretty scary at times. I took out the back seat, and then turned the hose (with nozzle on jet setting) full blast on the floor carpets. I actually parked sideways at the top of the driveway to…

I think the world of you Drew, but there is NO WAY to ignore that little shiny boy. In todays world, I think he would sell more $3.00 punch tickets than Hitler. Who can deny the joy they would feel unloading one on that face. (hint) ONLY LIARS!

Raisins? How do we really know that those things are raisins? Maybe they just empty all of the bug zappers from BIG COOKIES into the dough, and we are all blissfully chewing on dessicated houseflys. My thought process troubles me at times.

This is date rape in a can, kind of like fruit flavored flavored wines and Malibu rum.