Or Dick's dong, as the case may be. God I can't wait for the new season!
Or Dick's dong, as the case may be. God I can't wait for the new season!
At the particular point in the 60s depicted in the upcoming season (that is, the late 1960s) the style of men's trousers is decidedly less roomy than in the earlier seasons. Not exactly skinny jeans tight, but tight enough for Jon's hammcock to be on everyone's minds.
or Havana?
I really thought this was going to be one of those "my couzin made 4,184 cream eggs for very easie working the computer" posts.
Thank you! Now I can stop thinking up ways to kill that stupid bird that's always squeaking like a broken tricycle. Seriously, I want to strangle his tiny feathered neck.
Jeez! Two of three responses so far are scammy b.s. With all the advice doled out here you'd think someone could hack a simple cure for the guy with all the relatives who make a fortune doing nothing.
Dayummm, that is one sexy piece of juicy fruit!
I was taught to always, without fail, tell anyone who approached and asked to pet him that my dog did indeed bite. He never actually bit anyone, but my parents felt it was better to be safe in case he had an off day and decided to take a chunk out of some strangers outreached hand. An added bonus; creeps were less…
I just noticed that in the last photo Harry Crane looks like he is trying (and failing) to do the Don Draper patented "hand in pocket look at my magnificent cock" pose. Someone please tell Harry that he lacks the requisite equipment to pull that off.
Mmm mmm mmmm, Jon Hammcock ... President of the united vaginas of America.
According to one article about this announcement, Yahoo employees who work from home are required to sign an agreement that they will not be caring for children during the hours when they are working from home (not sure what they say about caring for elderly parents or ill spouses). So, if that's true Yahoo has been…
The part where she Mayer says "being a Yahoo..." — please tell me that is a typo and not really the way they refer to their employees, cause that's some stupid red stapler shit.
I work with teens who are mostly hispanic and/or black. On the rare occasion that a white kid shows up a lot of the other kids assume he or she is related to me somehow and comment about how we look alike. They just don't know that many white people.
I would like to know if there is any research on why people believe one individual resembles another. I get the "you look exactly like this one woman" A LOT. My uneducated guess is that people are basically lazy and that if one or two features are similar (body type and hair color) voila! TWINS! I am always afraid the…
Jesus that's sad. Three hours and he still didn't know you looked like his own mother until Dad piped in? Then he didn't realize (at 18!) that a random stranger on a bus didn't want to hear all about his personal issues? Sad also that you had to sit and listen to it all.
OK, that's sweet, and that is coming from a person whose feelings about birds range from annoyed to disgusted to horrified. I really do not like birds.
I've told my exercising friends that I can't participate because I have PPETSD — post PE traumatic stress disorder. Now there is actual science to back up my hatred of physical exertion!
Courtney - you have uncovered the meme of the week. Paraphrasing from the original article: The "story" is just a tool which doesn’t give information directly. The distance created here on purpose, tries to raise questions on our relationship between us and the manufactured product of journalism. Let's get out there…
Yea - vote for Molly. And don't ever ever ever use Axe anything - that crap is nauseating.
Yeah, that circus served to distract us all from her crappy singing of that god-awful song. I tuned back in just in time to see Elton John's duet with a ginger-haired fetus. Now it's time to find something else to watch.