These puns were bread on arrival anyway.
These puns were bread on arrival anyway.
*Phil Ken Sebben voice*
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Neither does having parents who can buy your way into the industry.
But they do. They got one for that live album "Celebration Day" a couple years ago. And a Lifetime Achievement.
"If I could just say one thing to young girls who are following their dreams, I would tell them to have really, really rich parents."
"If I could just say one thing to young girls who are following their dreams, I would tell them to have really, really rich parents."
(Pronounced HOE KOGAN)
"Bitch still owe me six hundred dollah."
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It was more of an unspoken, "Match Game" style of cheeky. And it was a hell of a lot more fun to watch.
No way we get that lucky.
Well, the world didn't end today, but we did get this bullshit. That counts for something, I guess.
EXTRA EXTRA! CATHOLIC BEAR MOLESTS KIDS IN THE WOODS! BIG COVER-UP EXPOSED! READ ALL ABOU-(fifteen cents, mister) EXTRA!
Feud's a lot more "cheeky-naughty-penis-boobies" than it used to be. And TPIR and Wheel seem to do more gimmick weeks than ever, like "BFFs Week" or "Twitter Week" or "Why Don't You Just Play the Goddamn Game Already Week."
Ballantine? Now that's a beer I've not had in a lonnng time. Long time.
Or what church service you're attending.
William Hung does speak of himself in the third person. It checks out. Go about your flirty business, "Mr. Threepwood."
Or a feminine hygiene product from the makers of Clorox.
Dozens…? Waitaminnit…