He couldn't even get "typo" right. The engineer put a typo in "typo." LOL.
He couldn't even get "typo" right. The engineer put a typo in "typo." LOL.
Best thing ever. I'm off to the store to buy some Teddy Grahms right now.
"My show isn't coming back for season 2. So season 1 will have 4,000 episodes."
Worst?!?! These are the best!
Ah hah, so you're one of those "I don't hate you but I don't agree with your lifestyle" sort of people. The kind who is nice to your friends when they're around but says terrible things about them when they're not there. A person who keeps people around because "they challenge me" and not because you actually like…
No, they're not similar. Body language is a way we communicate with each other. Making assumptions about someone's character based on superficial things- looks, sexuality, number of partners, clothing- is an ignorant thing to do. It's unfair to others. That's not a judgment on my part, that's an irrefutable fact. It's…
Bullshit. You said you don't like people who dress that way, and now you're saying you hang out with these same people who think are irresponsible sluts? You also said you choose your friends based on values. So are you a troll, a terrible frenemy or just a liar?
Then there's the Columbus equivalent, who will insist that all food be locally sourced and organic and start frothing at the mouth with excitement anytime someone mentions the Buckeyes. Hobbies include beer bongs and drunk rioting, regardless of whether the Bucks win or lose.
Ok so I originally hail from Cleveland and that whole part about plaid is Spot. Fucking. On.
The St. Louis Bro
Sounds exactly like Sheffield Lake (Ford plant here) or Lorain - LMAO - Your description fits the ones I see if god help me I have to leave the house out there. . .
Fuck - none
Marry - none
Kill - all
hi all. i'm the person who sent in the original question.
You didn't lick it right.
On one hand Ramsay is an entitled garbage person but I mean...Amy. Amy is actually the craziest person I have ever seen on reality TV. That is saying something.
Reading this, when I saw Kitchen Nightmare, I said "I hope it's not who I think it is". Then, I kept reading. I...I don't know what to do.
Parked car, well into the night, naked from the waist down, his head between my legs, cops shine giant flashlights into the backseat.
If you've never met a woman with whom you can talk about a variety of interesting, engaging topics, you've either been extremely sheltered or you're not good at conversation.