formerlydickmove
formerlydickmove
formerlydickmove

I don’t know what it is about Irish whiskey, but a shot of it guarantees I puke. I drink bourbon all the time and have no problems. But Irish whiskey has some flavor that just triggers my gag reflex. It’s a shame, really.

In defense of Disney, they do not charge for express passes. They have a deal where you get a ticket with a time to return from one ride and then go stand in line for another. Then, when you get off that ride, you go ride the ride you had a ticket for.

If a girl wears it, it’s an awesome shirt. On a guy, it’s the equivalent to an Ed Hardy shirt: Instant D-Bag Identifier.

With their party falling apart and the two possible losing choices being Cruz or Drumpf, aren’t they afraid that President Sanders is going to nominate REAL liberals? If I were them, I’d take an Obama moderate. There is no way it’ll be a republican president.

She’s a goddamned donut-licker...the lowest of low. I bet she she doesn’t lick pastries at one of those fancy-shmancy coffee bars in New York, but the first time she’s in a Dunkin’ Donuts she can’t whip her tongue out fast enough.

Here’s some advice:

Exactly. This guy’s bringing out the mean/stupid in droves. And the mean/stupid people outnumber everyone.

Now playing

A friend of Jenny Lewis is a friend of mine...

Thanks, Everyone-Except-Obama.

I have had that belief/dream for months now.

If Trevor Noah doesn’t win an emmy it’s not because he’s black. It’s because he’s terrible.

Way back in the day I used to work at Taco Bell. This was when they still looked like a tiny mission, had a real bell, six menu items, and pronunciations beneath each (TAH-co, buh-REE-toe).

and spelling is spelling...

Awful. You know nothing.

Yay for me. I feel very special.

Shaved head. Lots of tats. But he wanted a mullet, I could tell.

Maybe they don’t realize that it’s a beautiful car?

The other day I was on my front porch and a pristine 1985 Monte Carlo SS drove by. That is a beautiful car. I watched it all the way around the corner. Then the driver stopped, backed up, rolled down his window and yelled, “The fuck you lookin’ at?”

I think her next step is to revive Radio Shack. Go Carly!