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Or more appropriately, she’s a dowager.

In a land not far from the bitter Chicago cold this writer is currently living in, is an even colder land called Toronto, Canada.

I would argue that any laxative is an assload of laxatives.

an assload of laxatives

I think your right, and perhaps it is somehow connected to the murder of Jason Schwartzman’s character?  Unless we are to believe that was Eli, though that seems out of character for him as well. 

I cannot help but think of the Mouth of Sauron, from LotR when I see those grills

Minor accidents in Kabul or Mogadishu are probably handled with a little bit more civility than they are in Florida.

If he’s driving, my little brother. He basically flips through all the radio stations available until he finds a song he likes, then starts flipping through channels again when the song ends until he finds another. He does this if we’re just going to the store, and he’ll do it on a long drive (most recently 3 hours of

Reminds me a little of

I watched it for the first time in years at the start of the pandemic, the scenes with Don Rickles kill me.

Ahhh 2009, it was a simpler time. 

That’s one seriously magical-looking tunnel.

That’s one seriously magical-looking tunnel.

And yes, we have a $2 coin called a toonie, and a $1 coin called a loonie. We’re colourful.

What’s he wearing in that top pic? Hoodie and a light jacket, with paint-stained pants (which I’m sure he didn’t stain while painting, but are somehow expensive designer jeans, right?) and heavy winter boots?

3000GT you say? 

I hope they call it the Super Supra.

I do prefer these older NWT plates a little more than the updated one posted above with the added graphics.  It’s simple and beautiful.

TBF, Pitt’s face is largely obscured by the camera and Bernie has always looked older than Methuselah.

Time to pander to 80s fanboys!