Still a banger after all these years.
General Santa Anna Kendrick Lamar Odom's Leg
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[inserts jewelers’ loupe]
This. So on-point. I’ve got some Danny DeVitoesque in-laws, and the combo of chicken legs, junky trunks, pasta bellies, and shoe lifts gives them this permanent walking-into-the-wind stature.
Then you had Adam Schiff who, even worse, made up my words, which I think is just a horrible — I’ve never even think, seen a thing like that.
Dec. 7, eh? A date (and place) which will live in infamy...
My mother’s House Rules are simple: When she speaks, you listen; when Ms. Norman sings, listen even more.
Did You Know?: The official player-compensation policy of the NCAA was written for 1973's The Mack and is commonly known as “Pretty Tony’s Philosophy” (NSFW), the chief operating principle of which is:
Daddy/uncle-tested & -approved. Tape is by far the simplest route. For permanent quieting, carefully push a straightened paper clip against the convex speaker (‘tweeter’) to make it concave. Less vibration = less sound.
Mmm, reverse searches. Gone are the days of “Jesus, Trish, please put your unique keys to the left... and yes, there’s still cake in the breakroom.”
Dear lord, those buttons. Dammit, she was a Crazy Cat Lady all along. #classicmisdirection
“Don’t go gettin’ me mixed up in this!!”
Anyone got the over/under on asshat rubberneckers yelling, “Yahtzee!”?
From the video:
Cool. Can someone re-gray Celine?
Intergluteal. Isn’t he Wyclef’s cousin? “No Swimmer, No Cry”.
Seeing my thoughts already on the interwebs makes me feel less alone.