rapey, rapey clockwork
rapey, rapey clockwork
I’ll add a few as well. Missing and Murdered (both seasons) are amazing and focus on victims that are usually ignored (indigenous women in Canada) - the coverage of the crimes in both seasons are superb, but I also found myself learning so much about indigenous communities in Canada, well worth the listen. Buried…
If I was a wrestler, at my funeral I’d demand that a ref come sliding in to give me a three count before they lower my casket into the ground.
Even Patriots fans can’t stand Patriots fans.
As a fatty returning to the gym, I’ve found that if I just have Missy Elliott on loud enough in my headphones I am not anxious about shit.
I have considered starting a side business though where you pay me to work out at the same time you do so you will always have someone in worse shape at the gym.
“I drafted Paxton Lynch, so you can trust me with big decisions”
I just need to convince these people that Nike makes all of the confederate flags and TruckNutz you see.
This diet is a great way to balloon your carbon footprint!
Almost always way better for the environment as well.
Yakety Sax in human form.
Their fancy french butter is better than brands that are WWWAAAAYYY more expensive. I never thought fancy butter was worth it until I tried theirs.
And they come in a plastic tub so you can just pour in milk and eat them with a spoon.
To restore his powers Zidane must ritually re-headbutt Marco Materazzi.
She also gave us the most adorable photobomb I’ve ever seen
Excellent point, I was judging based on my “after insurance” rates, my Xopenex is $60, but ProAir, which doesn’t work, is like $7.
Not all inhalers work the same for all asthmatics. The only rescue inhaler that works for me now is Xopenex, which my insurance has decided is a premium medication and costs a boatload. Pro-Air is cheaper but largely ineffective for me. The old albuterol inhalers (generics) were great until the propellant…
One of my dogs is picky about eating in the morning, but I’ve found that “whetting his appetite” helps. I basically just dab a small bit of peanut butter right under his nose before I start making the food. He spends a few minutes licking it off, and by the time his fancy food is ready to go he seems to be ready to…
He’s literally better than every quarterback the Bears have had since I was 9.
I have some thoughts on college coaches making the same salaries as assistant professors.
Can we call her Mary Poopins?