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A talking pile of human waste dressed in clothing and calling himself a "Saudi Historian" and going by the name…
Traffic sucks, so why not start your morning off with some music? You provide the toast and we'll provide the jams.
No, I REALLY want a new Singer 911. I'd also like Selma Hayek and Halle Berry together, in a ball pit, naked and wrestling in custard, sadly I can't afford that either.
I think any/every 911 is the 911 that I really want.
Brake bias illustrated in a single picture.
Richardson remained hopeful that things would work out for him, whereas the Colts stood by their initial request that he do the workouts himself.
And that's why I don't valet park my car.
I'll see myself out...
Go look up Doug DeMuro. Right. Now. Damnit.
10. I did not launch a shoulder-fired missile at any helicopter Brian Williams was in. The newsperson in question was in fact Connie Chung.
2. I didn't "invent the modern turbocharger in my basement." I don't even have a basement.
It's this time of the day again.
"Just copulated with the lightly hirsute Edelman. Earlier at the bacchanalia, he displayed his abdominal brawn to the hoi polloi. Quelle horreur! (of course I mean that ironically) "
"Nissan and Porsche their 24 Hours of Le Mans driver lineups this week. Sorry, there will be no more Formula One cross-overs besides Nico Hulkenberg."