Oh good. So no place in a house is free from that janky dog-fur smell. Swell.
Oh good. So no place in a house is free from that janky dog-fur smell. Swell.
Haha, is THAT was that hideous building is? JESUS christ guys, like.... you can paint, y’know. It’s not like you’re just renting a room.
So, to “Mancriminate” means to incriminate yourself by being conspicuously stupid beyond all human understanding with a male “perspective”?
This ENTIRE story is a FICTION.
That’s the dumbest chestnut in history. Of COURSE you can make it up. That’s precisely what “making it up” means. You can write the most elaborate emotional pornography you want, and somebody on the internet will always assume that it’s true because “you can’t make it up”. In this case, you know its false precisely…
You are 100% correct. This is an elaborate fictional tale.
This entire story, from top to bottom, is an elaborate fiction. Don’t spend time on tears, this is the emotional equivalent of a penthouse forum letter, written by someone who wants to tell a compelling yarn on the internet.
That’s not an unpopular opinion. This is an unpopular opinion:
Yes, and that burger would be 30-40% better were it made with beef.
I will indeed suck it. If by “it”, you mean “my finger, covered in delicious melted beef fat”.
DISQUALIFIED. Any burger which gains deliciousness through cheese, bacon and garlic is a cheesebacongarlic burger. Turkey is incidental. If you have enough cheese bacon and garlic, you can make paper towel delicious. Turkey is the paper towel of the animal kingdom.
You, sir, are worse than hitler.
killer turkey burger recipe
But as this event is a newsworthy item, I don’t think the “event” gets to dictate where and when the photos can be used. You could, for instance, sell them to a newspaper. Press credentials are just that: PRESS credentials.
Terrier licks = unceasing gross slobber on everything that comes near wet dog mouth
Sure. I guess if you’re the kind of person who hates things like: love, affection, happiness, soothing purrs, silky fur and late night snuggles - then yeah, I guess you could declare cats “obsolete”.
That’s an implausibly stupid score, considering that on its face, the game added gameplay that nobody even likes, much less wants (batmobile tank fights).
Sure, but this isn’t the quality of the dialogue or the moral lesson of the movie. This is the physical appearance of the emotional quality of Sadness, and the lesson that it is telling young children of all ages.
I don’t know man, they aren’t that hard to spot:
Hey creepy losers that replied to me: enjoy life in the phantom zone. You all got dismissed, so no other human being will ever get to read what you wrote.