El perro, el perro, es mi corazón,
El gato, el gato, el gato no es bueno.
Cilantro es cantante, Cilantro es muy famoso,
Cilantro es el hombre con el queso del diablo.
El perro, el perro, es mi corazón,
El gato, el gato, el gato no es bueno.
Cilantro es cantante, Cilantro es muy famoso,
Cilantro es el hombre con el queso del diablo.
Oh yea. I remember walking around the British Museum and slowly realizing that I was walking through world's greatest potential custody battle.
I had four meetings get cancelled this afternoon, and am just itching for a prime opportunity to make my break.
It's a testament to the actress overcoming the material that I cared about that character despite not knowing her name until this review.
Having finished the season, I don't think it is spoilery to say that my irritation with Larry still hasn't dissipated.
This photo will be Exhibit A in that man's trial.
"hot and heavy!" makes that story look copied and pasted from a Seventeen magazine.
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I'm guessing somewhere from 26 -41
Berkshire owns around 10% of Coca-Cola, so he's gotta have the raw materials and South American processing facilities to make it happen.
I thought she was one of the few characters deserving of sympathy in Deadwood.
All I got out of this was "Fire Fly." Color me intrigued.
Yea, I'm just hoping he makes it through February 14th.
@K. Thrace Yeesh. Maaaaybe I should retract one of my above recommendations for fighting depression
EDIT: Disqus is dumb
I actually outlined a screenplay during one of my more recent existential crises. It started out as sort of a boilerplate romantic comedy, but the female lead dies at the beginning of the second act. From there it was just the male lead WHO SERIOUSLY IS NOT BASED ON ANYONE EVER staring into the abyss and trying to…
@avclub-8288999e960ebe6aca280a2c31f5645b:disqus CONFESSION TIME:
I played football and was an 18-years-old power lifter in high school *ducks tomatoes*. Bulky muscle is fun to have but damn hard to maintain even at a young age, and you have to consume a shitload of calories to do so.
Start a fire behind him and follow that fucker west until it burns out, so when the lightning fire gets there Gorf will have a safe patch of scorched earth on which to take refuge as the main fire runs out of fuel DUH GORF YOU DUMMY
I like to think richshaws are the centuars of the Pixar universe.
And are, ipso facto, icky.