R.I.P. Mr. Mittens.
R.I.P. Mr. Mittens.
I like how the first one is kind of a time capsule to remind us how quickly technology becomes obsolete. They are risking their lives to steal expensive DVD players, and now you can pick one up for $20.
There goes a narwhal!
Makes me remember a few years ago when Walmart used it in an ad to supposedly honor the American worker. No one who picked that looked past the title to read the lyrics, did they?
As I said to a friend, if they could comprehend their own contradictions, their heads would explode.
DOUBLE amnesia!
I've started to equate Trump with Grandpa Simpson. Always coming up with some kind of crazy story, like the time Chester A. Arthur beat up Charles Lindbergh and flew the Hindenburg to Antarctica.
'Ello, Bruce!
I made a comment a few days ago on WOT about the ridiculous amount of worship Reagan gets now even though everything he did and said is clearly documented and recorded for anyone to read and watch. We have audio and video recordings of him saying and doing what he did, so it's not like he's a figure from the ancient…
The original one was something like "Debra Winger marriage very interesting, blah, blah, blah, click this link." I'm replying from my Disqus inbox so I'm guessing it was deleted by now.
He was on welfare and food stamps and had low T, and no one helped him out.
I miss the days when they just screamed into the actual, physical void.
"Time for Wepner."
[next day] They'd like to add you to their list of contacts.
They'd like to add you to their list of contacts.
Neil Young Jeezy.
He'll invite you to his tiki bar.
No, he speaks like an ordinary guy.
Was he the last child?
Limited pressing.