Bad Local Commercial
Bad Local Commercial
Abrams: Watch my new movie. You’ll never guess the surprise ending.
Mmmmmm.... Off pudding... agghhlllllagggllll....
God bless your grandfather.
Starring the Rock!
(I love The Principal & The Pauper.)
Two groups of people that I just can’t understand: black republicans and gay republicans.
“Freddie, I love you but we only have 14 hours to write and produce this song!”
“I like beer! *sniff sniff!*”
Sigh. Now we there will be endless debates on whether or not Flacco is an elite wide receiver.
And here I am with my own mutation that offers me no advantage at all. I’ll just sit here and convincingly bark like a dog by myself.
OK, most important question of all: Is Rockwell going to get a dancing scene as Bush and how could they possibly work it into the narrative?
This was the version that had Sinbad playing a genie, right?
They call themselves the Hurricanes?
No thanks. His upper lip is a complete turn off.