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There is so much material there...but one would assume that the water sports shall all be played at the Larry Craig Memorial Bathroom Stall at MSP.

This is almost as ridiculous as FIFA awarding the World Cup to Catarrh.

and when it rains, it rains...dollars from heaven...

But none of them speak Portuguese, or Dog, and I’m not convinced that most of them speak English either, especially that fish-faced enemy-of-the-people Ted Cruz.

Perhaps a whether report from Dennis M. over at The Vane might be in order?

“Our brother site Gawker shared their insight:”

I would have replaced soda with Mr. I. Elba and refined sugar with Mr. C. Hemsworth. Not sure who starchy grains would be...maybe Pattinson.

Such a sad story. Giraffes are such wonderful animals, and it is incredible to be in their presence. I’m going to leave this photo here from my trip to the Werribee Open Range Zoo just outside of Melbourne, Australia.

Oh, look, there’s Kenny boy, stirring the pot once again...

Hasn’t he been raptured yet?

Ivana really looks like she doesn’t want to be there. At all.

Mother of the desk, 77, is enjoying this series waaaaay too much. Mind you, the late Father of the desk kind of looked like Poldark when he was younger, but a bit thinner and a bit taller and with shorter, straight hair.

Jeez, these idiots could have READ FUCKING PAGE FOUR of the policy at least. I am hexing all of them, as much as I hate so to do.

Number one: Hubris is always man’s downfall.

Daddy to four of the sweetest late dogs, including the incomparable Miss Dixie, who has made a few appearances here on Jez. You are doing such a wonderful thing for Jazzy. All things must pass, but it’s how they’ve lived, and how you’ve lived with them that gives meaning to life. You’ve given her a life lived well and

Maybe you didn’t realize it was Feets Class?

I’ve done a shit load of flying this year and I didn’t see anything gross apart from when Qantas tried to pass of brown sludge as a “quiche”, but I do want to defy convention and tell you about the most glamorous trip I took.

I BELIEVE in my Kochfather. Please, my Kochfather send down manna ($) from Heaven.

Here’s a little friend of mine from Australia, a Quokka. They are so loving and trusting...take this little squirt on your journey for love and luck.

Bless you! But that being said, Miss Dixie is still the best Yorkie in my books. Although Nick Bateman would not get thrown out of bed.