Chapeauvalov. (Sorry.)
Chapeauvalov. (Sorry.)
“It is only a problem if you treat your race as your identity instead of what you think or how you act.”
Dude saves his own life with a miraculous, one-in-a-billion grab of a railing. Meanwhile, I lost my balance when I put my pants on this morning, stumbled, and smacked my cheek on the doorknob, which will leave a bruise on my face for the next two weeks.
I loved that park when I was a kid and it was still called the Wild Animal Park. The Zoo got all the publicity, rightfully so, but the Park was more exciting as a kid.
*Your. (punches self in dick).
Le Manic de Montréal starred Thompson Usiyan and Gordon Hill in 1978 I think. I was a little twerp and instantly became a fan when they were incepted. I kept asking my dad if we could go see a game, and he kept fending me off with a “We’ll see”, since he was older and wiser and understood that soccer was a futile…
“Hulk only pawn in game of life.”
Being a Ford I would suspect more Mustangs
I’m re-reading The Death and Life of Great American Cities right now, and I can’t help but think of people like her driving all the neighbors away from the sidewalks and stoops with her noise complains, then wondering why the neighborhood is so empty and dangerous seeming.
Prime the pump. Pre-purchase a carton of them to take over and explain the arrangement. Also, keep a carton and make sure they know they can make the same request. It’s tricky, but it could be a life-long friendship formed over a frozen chocolate treat.
Please show us on this doll where the concepts of fun and whimsy touched you.
Dearly begloved, we are gathered today...
You write very well for a dead person.
Obviously this is the greatest “hockey song”out there. Although this one is a close second.
One the one hand, my HNIC video was posted later, but on the positive side, it doesn’t have Don Cherry in it!
I see I was three minutes late. :-(
Oh, come on! THIS is the catchiest jingle in hockey (the first 35 seconds):
In America, we use words like “grit” to describe players who are willing to get dirty and like “captain” for those who will do anything for their teammates.
That’s 2017 for you. You assume the weirdest news you’re going to get out of Brazilian soccer is a convicted murderer being signed to a new contract, and then next thing you know you get some guy trying to test out Ehrlich’s maximum optimal jerk-off theories from Silicon Valley in the locker room shower.
Kind of surprising, since these days he is all business, not just up front.