Oh, I’d love to see the moldy cheeto try. :D
Oh, I’d love to see the moldy cheeto try. :D
Then why not just do theatre broadcasts the way they do West End shows?
Your friend is a monster.
Holy shit.
But I get so horny when I work out and there are dudes just right there for the taking. :(
That’s crazy. When did this start? I last bought from them a little over a year ago and had one dress I had to return a couple of times for wonky sizing. They never charged me to print a return label and orders usually took less than a week to arrive.
Yes, you’ll be fine. Unless your genes dictate otherwise, of course. But that won’t be your top knot’s fault.
Gosh, I am so on the fence. You better post more pictures of this delicious gentleman whom I definitely don’t know about and have never laid eyes on before. He’s just a total stranger. Yup. Momoa the mystery—shit.
A million kids and I grew up running around on sand and rocks and cactus and thorn-shedding trees and spiny bushes that hid poisonous snakes and other cranky desert animals. “The kids” will be fucking fine dashing about among some flowers.
One star isn’t enough for using a gif from The Comeback. <3
In fairness to your lady mother, you did forget how to use apostrophes. So I’d say you’re even.
Now, now. I’m sure your feet are just as disgusting to your fellow foot weirdos as theirs are to you. :D
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No, it’s supposed to have cream in it, not be cream based, which would make it grossly heavy. Any chef worth a damn is going to use a stock base to give it the best flavor without being intrusive—that will usually be chicken stock.
Sounds like someone needs to start going down on diabetics. :D
All I can do is think about what would happen to those nasty dash feet in the event of an accident. Especially because I know someone who lost their hand (their good one, too; not the off-hand) because they were one of those idiots who hung their arm out the fucking car window and ended up getting sideswiped by an…
My dad taught me to drive in his Corvette. Now that I think about it, he was either insanely chill to do that or just insane.
No. You should eat them on the floor of your closet, under a pile of coats and blankets, as far away from the eyes of God and man as possible. D:
That is both a fantastic and pathetic cheat of the system. If you can't EAT ALL THE THINGS! anymore, may as well EAT ALL THE PICKLES!, right? :D
But you don't eat them all at once, right?