presumably she spends a great deal of time looking for her upper lip.
presumably she spends a great deal of time looking for her upper lip.
I gotta ask: what are Audrina Patridge’s work commitments?
All they have to do is create the panic and then show you that graphic of this giant red blob that, “Oh, my God, is gonna eat the country, you see this thing, is horrible, Mabel, look at how big…”
“...alongside the boardroom buzzwords “relevant stakeholders,”..”
Oh wait I assumed you meant Trump and the cave thing, carry on with your more reasonable discussion of the journalists.
Daenerys is really gonna have Aegon her face when she finds out who she’s hooking up with tonight!
“But I had to wonder...is it ME who’s being shaded? Or everybody?”
That’s a flask.
This is going to sound really lame, but every time I hear or think about “Trump Tower,” I think of the Tower of Kefka from Final Fantasy VI, with Trump up at the top, using his Light of Judgment to smite everyone down below who disagrees with him. Except... that didn’t end well for Kefka, did it?
I would also include ‘Grave of the Fireflies’. I’ve never seen a more devastating anti-war movie.
How is babby formed?
Female: Oh dear, you missed your turn, you silly goose. That’s a-ok, I’ll just recalculate your route. We’ll get you there luckity-split.
Her head is very large.
Not sure I see what the problem is. Fair and balanced is fair and balanced.
You’re right, on one end you have Putin using his propaganda machine to influence an election to put in a divisive political neophyte to weaken a rival country in the zero-sum game of world power grabbing, and on the other end you have all that plus the Republican party in a desperate grab for domestic power…
I don’t know – it’s hard for me to see any U.S. ties to Russia…except for the Flynn thing and the Manafort thing
and the Tillerson thing
and the Sessions thing
and the Kushner thing
and the Carter Page thing
and the Roger Stone thing
and the Felix Sater thing
and the Boris Ephsteyn thing
and the Rosneft thing
and the…
NO PUPPET NO PUPPET MY KIDS ARE THE PUPPETS
“Our fathers love is the moonlight on bacon grease that causes the spirt of our glow to soar and we dare dream of all of the condors in California being mounted on the walls of monuments for it is closeness that heats the motochondria which is the powerhouse of the cell.”
I believe that those of us who have decided not to procreate should be allotted a climate credit, and tax reduction.