You monster. Just for that, I’m taking a hat off of a cat.
You monster. Just for that, I’m taking a hat off of a cat.
The real story is that a totally real friend of mine used my absolutely real time machine to go back in time to talk to Mr. Trump’s mother.
It’s not a part of a model’s job to be super chill when people call her a fat cow because she is pregnant. Also, you are an asshole.
I don’t like green peppers. They were the bane of my childhood. Whenever we went for Chinese food (on a Sunday, or Xmas day, as we do) my mom insisted on “stacking the deck” with all her faves. So she would order pepper steak and tell me to pick out the peppers. But the talent, the raison de etre, the sole purpose of…
He knows a lot about romance-example!
For the kid who has everything....except insomnia and psychological scar tissue.
Um, NO. Are you a “mature child”? A “post-childhood child”? An “adult child”? Are we describing everyone as where they are in relation to childhood? No? Then why is this fetus getting described like that?
Right, like the silent study halls and water sipping contests are the hottest parts of Carnival.