Please keep believing all of that.
Please keep believing all of that.
When I go to the beach, I’m always looking for a little extra toe.
Dafoe has already played a Marvel character.
My grandfather from North Carolina used to cure his own hams, and eating country ham biscuits while tailgating for early kickoff college football games is one of my fondest memories of childhood.
Oreos are a spectacular idea! Now everyone on the plane can have dark pieces of cookie stuck between their teeth at the end of the flight.
Was this supposed to be clever?
Nominate Pocahantas to run as the Democrat candidate.
“By now I would have thought the car would be covered in tampon ads and Massengill and whatever,” she said
You’re not wrong.
I never fail to be amused by snobs who think if you aren’t rowing your own gears, you’re not “actually driving”.
The C8 would eat a Supra for lunch. Not even close to comparable.
It’ll be pretty embarrassing for you when someone driving a C8 trounces you in your little 3-pedal sports car.
And you’re a master debater!
Lumbergh: “We’re willing to wipe the slate clean, give you a fresh start. All that we’re asking in return is your cooperation in finishing your TPS reports.”
“What are you trying to tell me? That I can dodge TPS reports?”
Hey, I’ve got a hot idea...the next time you get on your blogger’s soapbox to bitch about this particular brand of motorsports, why not just call everyone involved with it (including the fans) something clever, like “deplorables”?
Fuck off, you revisionist cuck.
Ending a war that we didn’t start and saving hundreds of thousands of lives (possibly millions on the other side) by using a horrific weapon makes us heroes. Do you actually believe that if Nazi Germany or Imperial Japan had developed functional atomic weapons first, that they would have hesitated to use them against…
Bring it on, bitch.