This would be hilarious if they didn’t have kids. Aw fukkit, it’s still hilarious. But I feel bad for the kids. But it’s still hilarious. But not totally. But mostly.
This would be hilarious if they didn’t have kids. Aw fukkit, it’s still hilarious. But I feel bad for the kids. But it’s still hilarious. But not totally. But mostly.
I just can’t do the “Ariana Grande” and “bone” in the same sentence thing. I know intellectually she ISN’T 12 years old, but ...
Rising gorge levels are my main worry now.
He has at the same time a brass neck and no neck at all.
“To be with Bear in the woods, it doesn’t get any better than that.”
So I am gathering. I feel very old.
Staggering: I am off to ask the kids in the local playpark how highly they rate being in an MTV special. Or maybe not.
Kids still think MTV’s cool???
“Aw shit, I’m a metaphor”
As one raised on Scottish cooking, I viewed American cuisine as a wonderland. Colors other than brown! Things other than meat and potatoes. Note: we were bloody lucky to have enough to eat, I now appreciate.
On the other hand. “Let them eat cherpumple” would have ended in laughter rather than bloody revolt.
Don’t let the leash, ball-licking and tummy tickling fool you: that was Medvedev.
Oh boo! on behalf of all orangutans, trained and untrained.
If this wasn’t a closed set, she needs a new management team. Done properly (within the context of such shoots being legitimate) only the photographer, stylists and vital assistants would be seeing the nekkid star.
I KNEW the kid would make a bomb.
For what it’s worth, my RX100 (the first model) is absolutely ideal for carrying everywhere in a pants pocket, the images are spectacularly good for the size of the camera, I am never without it, and it is without doubt the least fun or endearing camera I’ve ever owned.
For what it’s worth, my RX100 (the first model) is absolutely ideal for carrying everywhere in a pants pocket, the…
Deep spots in a paddling pool are relative
You need a phone book, and to film it. It would be like “My Name is Earl” but better and less sugary.
Wait ... for the lifelong horror of being branded Miss Congeniality, there’s only $2k?
As a tiny dusty footnote, I think I recognize that coat as a faux fur creation that retails for around $800. I forget the brand, oddly....