Where does the Fabulous Moolah fit into all this?
Where does the Fabulous Moolah fit into all this?
I thought Cosby was pound cake. (I have not kept up with Cosby. How's he doing?)
How's he doing with that "transy" apology?
My grandma, who was born in 1917, had awesome immunities and kept her opened mayonnaise in the cabinet. It'd kill the hell out of you and me, but she lived to 92.
Their sauce can be poly, but their employees cannot.
I grew up with buttered sweet potatoes, which are great if the potatoes are naturally flavorful enough. Where I live now, they are not. Around here, sweet potato pie is made using the same recipe as pumpkin pie, so it's all nutmeg and cinnamon.
SHUDDUP, LOGICAL DORK!
Oh. This conversation yet again.
The kids here in Eastern Kentucky eat Ranch (not "ranch dressing"—first-name basis) on everything. I once took a group of college students to a Chicago pizzeria, and half of them asked for Ranch (capitalized) for dipping.
By "they," do you mean "they"? Or "they"?
The pirate or one of his henchman—it doesn't matter which—you go to the meeting, sit politely while he makes his evil pitch, and then beat him silly while Johnny Depp watches. Extra points: Depp is, confusingly, dressed like Willie Wonka.
Poultry.
They had a meeting with the dude? Why didn't they just grab him and kick shit out of him then toss him out into the street?
Upvoted, but is Young Harry using the British meaning of clever?
Confession: When I was watching Buffy back in the nineties, I kept wanting to help her with her exposed bra straps.
Are we over the medical scourge of bagel slicing gone awry?
Avocados are horrible and will leave you disabled and disfigured. You should stop eating them.
That's clearly Angela Lansbury.
Yep. No problems at all.
emusic is a "questionable site"? Since when?