Taiwan, dude.
Taiwan, dude.
There was a Subway next to my hotel in The French Quarter. You spent hundred of dollars getting here- spend another 4 bucks and get a po boy for Chrissakes. It burns me to think that right now there are people walking down Royal Street eating Subway.
Holy crap, I didn’t realize Brokaw started out on the Today Show. What do you think was going through when he head when he had to give the screen to Willard Scott to use some old lady’s birthday as an excuse to hawk Smucker’s jelly for the hundredth time?
“I don’t know any school that has been as transparent as we have and taken the extraordinary actions we have”
How stupid of me! How could I forgot about the earthquake that happened during the very World Series I was referencing?
1989: The Niners won the Super Bowl. The Giants and the A’s were in the World Series, and the Warriors had Run TMC.
Honkbal, dude. Honkbal.
If there’s a bad holocaust joke, I certainly haven’t heard it.
Already ordered my “Jew Crew” t-shirt!
I’m thinking he means there are countless players who could be filling that role, just not all at the same time.
I’ve always wondered what would happen if I disabled autocorrect.
Well, unless she had lots of attempted murder fantasies she wanted him to try out on her, then he’s probably still out of luck. Also, War Machine is probably a bad name to have when you are trying to avoid going to prison for attempted murder.
I think the whole dying grandmother excuse only works if you are, like, under 50.
The only person not going to class will negatively impact is you. Go to freaking class. Then set a garbage can on fire after your last class is over.
I was very confused when I found out that many states don’t sell alcohol. Liquor is food.
An even better sound is the sound of a disappointed home crowd for a team you are rooting against.
Super wrong. Produce is the only aisle where you get to touch the actual thing that you’ll be eating. You’d rather go stare at some bloody meat? I say this a someone who would rather eat the meat, but the aesthetics of a butchered, dead animal do leave something to be desired.
You’ve grown. We’ve all grown.
I appreciate when Drew is honest about the virtues of baseball despite his clear anti-baseball agenda.
It’s hard for a comedy sequel to be as good as the first, as with most comedies the 2nd half of the movie isn’t even as good as the first, let alone milking a whole ‘nother movie out of it. It’s all about setting up the characters. When it gets to the plot, there’s usually some let down. They should just stop comedies…