Glory came out in 1989, I believe, putting the profile you cited in the 1990s, if my math is correct.

Imagine that. Russia threatens to nuke Denmark in an attempt to convince Denmark not to be part of the defense against Russian nukes. Must be some form of reverse psychology.

walking down Canal Street, knocking on every door

Also, he may have been aware of the Subway's lawsuit re: their footlong being only 11 inches or so. But in fairness, anything over the 9.5 inches should get the Gentleman's Foot.

Do that and you will hear from this man's lawyer. And you'd better recognize; he is Hard As a Muthafucka but all kosher

Teachers who didn't want them in the class for another year

Corned beef is not a finished product. It is an incomplete pastrami.

Same

Agreed. But Travolta seems to be turning into some hybrid live action-animation like Robbie Rotten.

How much will it cost to see Kristen's bits, because she made my penis move a little.

It means she is cracking under the pressure and thinking about jumping headfirst down that Canyon of Misinterpreted whatever.

"Sheeet, I just fucked my cousin and y'all gave me shit. This dude is a sister fucker!"

I also try not to judge people who I know nothing about.

Although I did take the time to explain to the 10 yr old that "Uptown, funk you up" is a play on "fuck you up" because that seemed like a worthwhile piece of info to a 10 yr old who gets a great look on her face when she hears her dad use a bad word.

You did fine.

I can't tell if you are being sarcastic in response to my sarcasm, but that sandwich was the most insulting piece of shit a vegetarian has ever been served, and feeds into every stereotype of middle American food I can think of. White bread, mayo, shitty veggies, processed cheese-like substance and sprouts (?). Fuck…

I didn't feel the need to give my 7 and 10 yr old daughters a history lesson, which probably would have had them rolling their eyes. The fact that we can all sing along to Uptown Funk, rather than my ears being tortured by whatever other pop nonsense they are addicted to, is reason enough to love Bruno Mars.

I have said it before here. I was in STL on business and was served a lunch made up only of meat sandwiches. When I told them I was vegetarian, they special ordered me the most delicious wilted tomato, cucumber, sprouts and american cheese with mayo on white bread. Saint Louis cuisine rocks!

allegedly because the white gloves provided to protect the customers' hands were being kept as souvenirs.